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
Laura “Are you sure you want to sleep in the living room with him? The couch doesn't look that comfortable to sleep on,” I said to Gideon as he went to say goodnight to me at my bedroom door. My fussy little daughter was jumping on my bed while singing something, waiting for me to join her in sle
“Daddy, I need to go to sleep now,” said the girl to her father in a low voice as if even that was a secret between them. I shook my head, crossing my arms over my chest. The girl handed the cell phone to me. “Daddy said he wants to talk to you, Mommy,” she said. I sighed, taking out my cell phone
LauraThat night I slept poorly, with Jason's suspicious words ringing in my head, and even though I had my daughter sleeping peacefully in my arms, I couldn't feel at ease. What if Jason's suspicions were right? I mean, Graham might not be in cahoots with Kendall, but he could very well want to use
Laura“Are you seriously going to do this, Laura? Are you going to kick me out of your house like I’m a piece of shit?” Graham asked, looking insulted. It was morning already; my daughter was having her private lesson in the next room and Gideon, Graham, and I were in my home office, and I had just
SuzyWhen I arrived at the flat where my friend lived, I found the door wide open and the hinges hanging out of the place where they were supposed to be fixed. It was as if someone had broken down the door. Worried, I entered her house and saw the entire space torn apart, her sofa torn up, the spong
SuzyI wasn't at peace; I needed to do anything to help my friend get out of that mess. So I left her sleeping in her flat, got into my car, and started it. It was late at night, but I couldn't postpone the matter. I knew the loan sharks that Clary owed, because, at some point in my life, I ended u
He snorted now, lighting his cigar. "Good times, you say. The only thing I remember is you leaving me, bitch,” he retorted, apparently still holding a grudge over what happened between us in the past. “You can't blame me for deciding not to go along with this dirty scheme you're up to your neck in,