TWENTY THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

“What do you think they are talking about?” Amelia asked Jackson for the umpteenth time.

They were back at the house which was a lovely house and he could see Amelia’s mother talking furiously with Ethan while casting a subtle glance in his direction. If he wasn’t so observant towards things like that from ladies then he would not have noticed her but he was and he could tell that they were talking about him and it was something he did not want to know about.

She had not approached him since the time they met outside and then when they had nodded towards each other at the church but he had felt her eyes all over him since then and even now when she wasn’t looking, he could only imagine that she had some imaginary at the side of her face, staring directly at him.

This was what Amelia had described about her mother and she had purposely left out the fact that they looked really alike down to the hair and eyes and up to the point that you would think she was her moth