“I am fine!” Maddie esclaimed for the umpteeneth time that day and it was only just one in the afternoon.“I will believe that when you stop sleeping like a log of wood.” Drew shot back.Her mouth rounded in an ‘O’ of surprise, then she burst into laughter. “That was not so very nice, Drew. You don’t go around telling a woman that she sleeps like a log of wood.”“Not when the woman is my wife and is stubbornly claiming that she is fine even though clearly she isn’t.”She had been sleeping alot recently. And she might or might not have just woken up from what was supposed to be a very short nap that elongated into a good sleep. But that was not the point. She was fine. “I am fine. Everyone has the right to feel overwhelmed once in a while.”“What is overwhelming you, love.?”“School. Classes. Reading. I am preparing for exams and I have been reading alot.”“Baby, you’ve been falling asleep while reading. The number of times I’ve had to carry you from where you had zonked out to the b
“Wait, what?” Aiden’s eyes bounced between Drew and Maddie.Drew nodded. “You are going to be an uncle.”Aiden swallowed hard. The hard guy looked as if he was about to tear up. “I wanted to ask how but I remember how many times I had to excuse myself out of the room so that you guys could…”“Aiden!” Drew exclaimed while she just laughed. “We get it.”Aiden’s face softened in a smile. He stood up and pulled her up into a hug. Then he gave Drew a one-shouldered hug. “Congratulations, guys. I am so happy for you both. To think that I was so opposed to all these from the beginning.” His eyes got flooded with emotions. “I am so glad it all worked out. Does Mom and Dad know?” “Aunt Lauren was the first to figure it out.” Drew answered. “Even before we did.”Aiden laughed, then suddenly got caught up in his thoughts. When he pulled himself out of his thoughts, he flashed them a bright — perhaps a tad overbright — smile. “Whether a boy or a girl, I am the child’s godfather. You guys going t
Drew’s heart was full as he watched Aunt Lauren fuss over Madeline and their daughter. She, Uncle Keith and Aiden had come over immediately they got home from the hospital.He noted the look of wonder that came upon his wife’s face as she stared at the face of the precious baby in her arms.Melissa Vivianne McBride.Melissa because Madeline had always loved the name. Vivianne after his mother.He may or may not have choked up when she named their daughter after his mother.A tap on his shoulder turned his gaze away from the two people he had been staring at all day. “I have something to tell you.” Aiden said, his eyes so serious.He remembered when Madeline told him that Aiden would let him know what had been going on when it was time. It seemed now was time.With a nod, he stood up, mouthed the words, “be right back” to Madeline and headed to his study, Aiden keeping in step with him.He opened the door and allowed Aiden to step in first before bringing in the rear. “What’s it, Aid
"Dave and Vivianne McBride, the owners of the multimillion McBride Foods passed away early this morning. The couple were said to have been returning from a business summit when they got into an accident. Chief of Police, Bruce Dickinson, says that there were skid marks found on the road. Based on that, he believes that the accident had happened while they were trying to avoid a collision with an incoming vehicle. "The couple is survived by their son, Drew McBride, the famous game developer…" Maddie Taylor switched off the TV and collapsed on the couch, exhausted and a tad irritated. She pushed out a breath and shut her eyes. The rich never ceased to set the country in an uproar. Even in their death. ***** Dave and Viviane McBride of the multibillion McBride Foods died and the whole earth wept. Listening to the reading of his parents' will, Drew McBride was overcomed with deep hatred. Hatred for the popularity that his parents' company had cas
Three years later. "The city is in an uproar. Drew McBride, heir to the McBride Foods, finally appears." Britt Shelby, Anchor 24 Tv news reporter, nearly bounced on her chair. Her eyes shone with glee. "After three years of silence and absence." Maddie rolled her eyes. Oh the life of the rich. To have the whole world practically living on the things you did and didn't do. Who cared about a twenty-two year old young lady, who was waitressing to make needs met for herself and a sixty year old lazy scumbag, who was unfortunately her father? No one. But when an entitled, pompous, profligate millionaire walks into the city? Hold up everyone! The rapture was near. "Rumor has it that not even his uncle and cousin knew where he disappeared to after burying both parents." Kris, Britt's co-anchor, chipped in. "The question is why now?" To say the hot Blondie reporter was excited was an understatement. Bored, she turned off the TV and gulped down her soggy cereals. She shouted a goodbye to
Maddie returned, carrying a mug and the coffee pot just as another gentleman walked into the cafe. Black hair cut in a punk style, feet light like a cat's, eyes sweeping every corner of the cafe as though searching for danger, everything about this gentleman told Maddie that he was someone that flirted with danger. Those sharp eyes landed on her handsome customer and he made his way to join him. Her handsome customer saw him and smiled. Not a polite 'what can I do for you' smile, but a 'good to see you' smile. Maddie snagged another mug and made a way to their table. "Where in God's name did you find this place, Drew?" The dangerous looking guy asked her handsome customer. Drew. He didn't look like a Drew, yet, she realized, it fit him. She placed the mugy on the table and filled them with coffee. "Stumbled into it, actually." Drew replied. "When you called asking to meet, I simply mentioned the first cafe I saw." Then Drew smiled up at her and nodded his thanks. She turned aw
Maddie was literally dead on her two feet. Andrea, one of the waitresses came down with flu that afternoon, and she had to substitute. Then Rache, the flighty blond that waitressed the night shift, had a "special dinner" with her boyfriend, and she couldn't cancel because she believed "he just might propose." Even though they had only been seeing each other for three weeks. In simple words, Maddie had been on her feet since seven in the morning. She was sweaty, tired, incapable of producing a sentence that consisted of more than four to five words, and had no patience for snotty customers — hence the reason why she had walked out on the voluptuous brunette who with a shrill voice had made her displeasure about their "soggy fries" and "too oily" hamburgers known. Times like this, she wished she had a social life. Even a teensy tiny one. But, alas, her life consisted of working to make ends meet, caring for her father, and taking college classes online. The good part is that she was
Drew collected the paper from the waitress. "Thank you."She tilted her head in acknowledgement, then walked away.He unfolded the paper. What he read almost made him to burst out laughing. You could always plead a stomach ache.The imp!He fished out a pen from his pocket and replied, I don't think she would get the hint. Would probably offer to follow me home. He waved her over and handed the paper back to her. "It isn't mine." Her hand brushed his, and he almost snatched it, just to feel the press of her hand against his."Oh, sorry about the interruption. Enjoy your dinner." She turned and walked away. Stopping a few feet away, she read his reply. Her shoulders shook and her eyes danced with surpressed laughter.He widened his eyes.She threw her hands up in surrender.Twenty long minutes later, the dinner ended. He pulled up in front of Redhead's apartment.She slid her hand up his chest. "I had a nice time tonight."When he agreed to Aiden setting him up on blind dates — becaus
Drew’s heart was full as he watched Aunt Lauren fuss over Madeline and their daughter. She, Uncle Keith and Aiden had come over immediately they got home from the hospital.He noted the look of wonder that came upon his wife’s face as she stared at the face of the precious baby in her arms.Melissa Vivianne McBride.Melissa because Madeline had always loved the name. Vivianne after his mother.He may or may not have choked up when she named their daughter after his mother.A tap on his shoulder turned his gaze away from the two people he had been staring at all day. “I have something to tell you.” Aiden said, his eyes so serious.He remembered when Madeline told him that Aiden would let him know what had been going on when it was time. It seemed now was time.With a nod, he stood up, mouthed the words, “be right back” to Madeline and headed to his study, Aiden keeping in step with him.He opened the door and allowed Aiden to step in first before bringing in the rear. “What’s it, Aid
“Wait, what?” Aiden’s eyes bounced between Drew and Maddie.Drew nodded. “You are going to be an uncle.”Aiden swallowed hard. The hard guy looked as if he was about to tear up. “I wanted to ask how but I remember how many times I had to excuse myself out of the room so that you guys could…”“Aiden!” Drew exclaimed while she just laughed. “We get it.”Aiden’s face softened in a smile. He stood up and pulled her up into a hug. Then he gave Drew a one-shouldered hug. “Congratulations, guys. I am so happy for you both. To think that I was so opposed to all these from the beginning.” His eyes got flooded with emotions. “I am so glad it all worked out. Does Mom and Dad know?” “Aunt Lauren was the first to figure it out.” Drew answered. “Even before we did.”Aiden laughed, then suddenly got caught up in his thoughts. When he pulled himself out of his thoughts, he flashed them a bright — perhaps a tad overbright — smile. “Whether a boy or a girl, I am the child’s godfather. You guys going t
“I am fine!” Maddie esclaimed for the umpteeneth time that day and it was only just one in the afternoon.“I will believe that when you stop sleeping like a log of wood.” Drew shot back.Her mouth rounded in an ‘O’ of surprise, then she burst into laughter. “That was not so very nice, Drew. You don’t go around telling a woman that she sleeps like a log of wood.”“Not when the woman is my wife and is stubbornly claiming that she is fine even though clearly she isn’t.”She had been sleeping alot recently. And she might or might not have just woken up from what was supposed to be a very short nap that elongated into a good sleep. But that was not the point. She was fine. “I am fine. Everyone has the right to feel overwhelmed once in a while.”“What is overwhelming you, love.?”“School. Classes. Reading. I am preparing for exams and I have been reading alot.”“Baby, you’ve been falling asleep while reading. The number of times I’ve had to carry you from where you had zonked out to the b
It was like he lost his parents all over again.Drew stared at the headstone marking the remains of his parents, and his heart constricted within him. His grip on the bouquet of flowers tightened. Never had he felt so much anger.As he read the epitaph, the words “they shouldn’t be here” kept echoing in his mind. And that did nothing to help his anger. Or grief.He wasn’t sure he felt grief. Not when it felt like his heart was a hollow basket, and the lacrimal glands in his eyes had gotten so dry, he was no longer capable of producing tears.Was this what grief felt like?A soft hand covered his hand holding the flowers. Feminine fingers pried his fingers from their chokehold, collecting the flowers in the process. Without a word, he watched his wife lay the flowers on his parent’s grave. When she turned, wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his chest, he held her tightly. Like she was his anchor. And she was. In this time when he felt out of touch with everything,
Aiden looked like death warmed over. Maddie opened the door wider and stepped back. “You look terrible.”Aiden chuckled. “Thank you.” He sobered. “It is good to see you.”She smiled back. She really must have given Drew the scare.”This is where I belong.”“Glad you realized it before I had to lasso you and drag you back to my friend.”She laughed. “I would like to see you try. Drew is asleep and you look like you could use a good nap yourself. Why don’t you make use of one of the guest rooms?”Aiden nodded and started towards the stairs.“This was what you suspected, wasn’t it?” She asked, stopping him on his tracks. “That day I accused you.”“I won’t say accuse. It was more of a challenge. And yes, it is what I suspected. After his parents’ will was read and he disappeared to his mountain cabin, my dad mentioned it in passing one day that Rich had been the one to suggest that the caveat be tied to Drew’s inheritance. According to Dad, the caveat was supposed to be on all of his inhe
Since Maxwell lawyered up, the questioning as it were was over — or at least till his lawyer arrived. But Drew could not find the strength to move from the spot he had been standing since the questioning started. Maxwell’s confession was still echoing in his head. His parents’ accident had not been an accident but a murder. His parents should not have died.His throat closed and it was all he could do to breathe.The door to the observation room opened and Aiden walked in. his friend’s eyes were pained. He moved towards Drew. “it is going to be a long night. You should head home.”All he could do was nod.Aiden was quiet for some moments. “I am sorry you had to hear that.”He shook his head. “I am not. It hurts like dickens but it is better than never knowing.”Aiden’s hand came up to squeeze his shoulder in an act of comfort. “Take care. I’ll come by the house once I am done here.”He nodded. “I will have Max drop you.”He sure was not in the mental state to drive himself. “Thank
“So what do you have against Drew?” Kendall’s question traveled through the headphones into Drew’s ears.He wondered just how his sneaky cousin would answer this one. There was a pause, then Maxwell said, “I do not exactly have something against my cousin. I just can’t stand hypocrites. Smile in the public but is ready to kill in the shadows.” Another pause. “We are probably the only ones that realize what a scam Drew is.”“Why have you never confronted him or maybe reported him to your aunt and uncle? When they were alive, that is.?”“I never had evidence. Plus he was their star child. Their only child. They would never believe the poor brother’s child.” Maxwell’s voice dropped to a mutter. “Plus just because a person shared your blood or is married to one who shared your blood does not mean they are family.” Aiden looked at him. “Am I missing something?”He shook his head. “I am as lost as you are, Aiden.”Then in a voice that was loud enough for Kendall to hear, Maxwell said, “ca
Was this how death felt like?The existence of nothingness. Swimming in the pool of hopelessness.One might say she was exaggerating. But nothing could deny the fact that perhaps love was not for her. She could not stand the uncertainty. And the realization of that hurt.Probably hurt more than a real heartbreak.The person who said it was better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all probably never knew what it meant to live a life where the reality you knew was always been let down. That the mere thought of reaching for something as pure as love made you break out in cold sweat. And at the first sign or sound of betrayal the only thought that ce to mind was escape.She was her mother's daughter but she could not afford to become her mother.If only she could summon the strength to stop crying, pick herself off the bed and pack her stuff.The doorbell rang.She paused. Aiden was at the company and Drew would never knock. It could not be her Father. Gerald would not le
“It is not what you are thinking, Madeline.” Drew approached the couch slowly, his hand stretched out in a placating gesture.The hell is it not what I am thinking, Drew? She screamed in her mind, it is flipping written on your face.“How do you know what I am thinking?” She asked with a calm she was not feeling.“It is in your eyes, Madeline”“I want to ask you some questions and I want you to answer me sincerely.”“I will.”“This lady in the picture, do you know her?”Drew nodded. “Yes, I do.”She swallowed and added, “romantically?”“I knew her romantically.” He emphasized ‘knew.’“Your reaction does not exactly say knew.”“I blanched because I know how the pictures would look to you.”“Do not make this about me.”He folded his lips. Inhaled deeply. “This,” she raised the picture up, “did it really happen?”He shut his eyes. “Yes.” His eyes opened, pleading. “But…”“The yes would suffice, Drew.” She cut in. she closed her eyes. Tears burned her eyelids. God, she was a thousand tim