The week passed slowly with the days seeming longer than normal but I managed not to notice it. How could I make that comment then? Because of JoanEvery time I came home from work at night, she just grumbled that the days seemed to go on forever and that she couldn't wait for November to finally end. It was the first time she was in such a hurry for something as trivial as the end of a month and of course of a curious nature - I know it's a bad fault - so I decided to m inquire about the situation.It's not every day that Jeanne worries about something so insignificant, she always has her feet on the ground, she is not the dreamy type and prefers the concrete to the abstract. For her, nothing beats what pragmatic guesses and dreams are for those who can afford them. She used to say that people like her don't have time to dream and that time should be used to produce something useful.This is why seeing her talk so childish about day length makes me feel like she has something planned
It was already twenty minutes past seven and Emma hadn't arrived yet, it wasn't like her to be so late, Michaël knew it. Usually, she always arrived before 7 a.m. so that they could both arrive before the bell for the start of class. He knows Emma well enough to know that she is not the type to arrive late for school; she is far too studious and conscientious for that, which means that she has had a major unforeseen event."Sir, it's late, you should be in high school now.. I'll take you there, I'll come back to get the young lady after.""What if she comes after you start the car?" Above all, learn to meddle in matters that concern you, no matter what time it is, I'll wait for Emma"“Well sir please forgive my inconsiderate intervention”Michael glared at the driver and returned his attention to the way Emma usually arrives. He knows that he was a little too cold with his driver who has been by his side since he was a child. He is the only employee who cares about him but he cannot ac
It had been barely 6 minutes since the driver had offered to wait, but Michaël couldn't take it anymore. How does he know it's been 6 minutes? Well, he had been keeping an eye on his watch while waiting for Emma to arrive.When he saw that after so many minutes, according to him, Emma still hadn't arrived he got up and started to walk towards the interior of the district. His driver sighed, he knew his boss wasn't going to wait those ten minutes so he calmly followed him without a word.The neighborhood as he had pointed out was quite seedy, it was only 8 a.m. but the men in this place, mostly teenagers aged 19-20, were already meeting, smoking, and discussing subjects he knew were trivial. .At their age, they should be going to university or looking for a job to keep busy, but no, they were all there gathered around a kid who plays gang leader and who stares at all the passers-by. threatening manner.He can see the inhabitants of this neighborhood pass in front of them doing their be
“Hey you, what am I getting into? It's none of your business so brooms"The leader of the girl group, Mel had talked about getting agreement from the other girls around her.Michaël had straightened Emma in his arms when she had passed out, he looked at her delicately before throwing a dark look full of hatred at the girls who dared to attack her.His gaze was wild with full promises of mute death which caused Mel and her gang to take a step back in sudden fear at this divinely handsome boy. Mel swallowed heavily before pulling herself together. Why was she afraid? These are the guys who should be scared, she is the sister of the biggest boss in this neighborhood and if he finds out that they dared to challenge her, it will be over for them.She walked over and pointed to Michael at his driver cocking his gun but Michael asked him to put it away which he did. Mel, whose weapon first unseated, regained her composure before clearing her throat."Are you crazy or just suicidal sweetie? Ho
Mr. Burns is a man in his sixties, he had a full life, that's what he could tell himself anyway. His parents were farmers in the countryside not far from the city of Central, his whole childhood and much of his life were lived in this small part of the country. It was peaceful with his sister and his parents, honest citizens who had at heart the love of work and merit.Very early on he started working in the fields helping his parents as best he could, his sister also put her hand to work so as not to feel useless. Since birth, she had never said a word. At first, her parents thought she was behind other children her age. But from the age of three, they had started to really worry and as soon as she had passed the threshold of five years they had been certain that she would never speak.It had the effect of a bomb in the whole village but fortunately, nobody had them to mistreat it because they were a small tight-knit community taking to heart the problems of the others. His sister had
Jeanne arrived at work very early today, at least earlier than usual. But she had no choice her sister is not easy to manage when she becomes so curious which is why she preferred to flee.She knows Emma won't ask about the December schedule, but from the call the day before she's sure her sister wouldn't let her get away with it. Frankly, should she call at this time? She had asked him never to come back, not to bother Emma.In her case, it's been a long time since she no longer considers her as her mother but Emma is fragile, even if she doesn't say it she knows that her little sister has always had this complex of not having a mother, and to whose fault? This woman had been cold enough to abandon a newborn baby in the arms of an 11-year-old without remorse. She walked away coldly without looking back and denied their existence for years until just a few months ago.Frankly, after 16 years she dares to reappear as if nothing had happened and asks to see them again. When she was leavi
Amanda closed her eyes, not everything but that. If Jeanne tells everything that happened 16 years ago, she is sure that her second daughter will hate her as much as the first does now. She can't afford it.Even though she had abandoned them, she never stopped thinking about them even for a second. She knew she had been cruel, but she was afraid to face life after her husband's death and to take care of two children without a job.She knows it's horrible and she will never have reasons or words to excuse her cruelty but she was really scared. To this end, she is proud of Jeanne, she looked like her father, strong and courageous.She had met him when she was only 14 years old and fleeing the bad shots of her father she had moved in with him. He was only 16 too, but they loved each other so much that Jeanne arrived when she was only 15. James had promised her that everything would be fine so she had trusted him and they had been able to pull through.Nine years later when she was 24 and
Jeanne was pissed off, she was even boiling with rage, who could have believed that this woman was the owner of the hotel in which she worked? She couldn't even see her in paint but to imagine that this woman was the one who hired her at least she had been working for her through her administration for over two years, she hates.She returns to her floor and meets two colleagues who greet her, to which she barely responds.“A problem Jeanne? The boss called you I hope at least it's nothing serious. »"No, nothing important, thank you for caring"After that Jeanne went to tidy up in the room that had been assigned to her before being summoned, she sits on the bed for a moment and sighs. No, it's not true now that she knows that this woman is so rich and influential, she can take Emma from her at any time and leave with her.Jeanne knows that her sister would be happier with this woman, but she cannot bring herself to let such a woman shamelessly approach her sister. She abandoned her onc