Chapter Eighty Seven

Not all, but there are steps and footprints that will remain in a dark life._ Grace Manninhattan

A woman sat with colored paint, looking surprised to see a piece of sandwich and a bottle of cold coffee being held out from next to her.Laila wearing a black shawl, looked at Grace with a wide and very beauty smile.

"For you, Ann.I think we will spend a lot of time here, we have a class with a perfect lecturer who wants the best work from all the students in her class."

Grace's laughter filled the corner of the room where she was painting, it seemed like the universe was working with plans that would be completed well.Not just for her, even for Mr.Flip too.She immediately accepted Laila's gift, pulling up a chair and chatting light.This was Grace's opportunity to ask many questions regarding information she had not yet obtained about Charles.Laila is a sweet person,can be sure she is full of sincerity.In Grace's eyes, she saw how perfect the woman was in giving Charles warmth as a life pa