Laura Suzy and I were finishing making dinner, she was cleaning the dishes and I was finishing preparing the salad while the lasagna was almost ready. In the open kitchen where we were, we could see Jason and Gideon sitting on the sofa while talking quietly while Annie jumped in front of the TV, fo
Laura“Dinner was good; I enjoyed the company of your friend, your daughter, and yours,” Gideon said with a smile. We were in the parking lot of my building, and he was saying goodbye so he could leave. “Why does he keep looking at us?” he asked, pointing behind me with his chin. I looked behind me
“Yes, he may be all that, but you know your heart is weak for guys like Will Herondale, intense guys like me. That's why you fell in love with me and married me,” he reminded me. Jason and I had talked once about the characters in one of the fantasy books I liked, and he ended up saying that I was a
Laura “Are they gone already?” Suzy asked as soon as I got back to my apartment. “Uh-hum,” I replied, nodding, and plopped down on the couch, feeling extremely tired and with a headache. “The day was huge today, wasn’t it?” She commented with a giggle, seeing my deplorable situation. I nodded
Kendall The taxi was stopped in front of a prison, with me inside. It had taken me a long time to locate this person, but since I was a persistent woman, I never gave up, just as I never gave up on recovering what was mine. I got out of the taxi after paying the toll and headed towards the prison
Laura I let him into my office. Graham Thompson, was different than I remembered him; he was taller and older than many years ago. Graham had abandoned me at our aunt's house when I was a little older than Annie. “Stay here and don't follow me; you're a dead weight to me,” he said back then, push
Laura “But he’s my brother, Gideon. Despite everything, he and I have the same blood,” I said, defending my point of view. How could I not put myself in Graham's shoes? He was the only person who was there when my parents were alive... When I saw him again, it was like opening an album of memories
Laura “Oh, Laura. It's me, Graham; I ended up getting your address from Hextec. It's just... well, I have nowhere to sleep today. Could you let me sleep over at your house?” He asked in a sad voice. I gasped when I heard that. How come? How had he gotten my damn address? “I know I must be abusi