“Well, I bought some games you might like to play,” Jude said taking out Trouble™, Bananagrams™, and Jenga™ setting them on the coffee table. “I really liked playing these when I was little. I also bought a kite if you want to fly it.” “How do you fly it?” Aria asked genuinely intrigue
Katherine sat in a cab chewing her nails as she waited across the street from the parking garage exit of the DaLair corporate office. She tried the front entrance first only to find security waiting to escort her out again. As much as she tried to protest and claim Julius kicking her out had only
As they drove across the Brooklyn Bridge Katherine suddenly became aware of their surroundings. She tapped the partition demanding, “Where are we going?” “I don’t know ma’am,” the driver shrugged. “I’m just following the car like you told me to.” Katherine huffed watching
“Daddy!” Aria squealed as soon as she threw open the door. She ran toward him with her arms wide. Julius didn’t hesitate to drop his bag and scooped her into his arms blowing raspberries against her cheek. Aria giggled hugging him tight. “Dad!” Caden followed her out th
Katherine chewed her lip as she continued through the articles. The marriage didn’t last long and she disappeared quietly after two years. As the cab driver said there was plenty of speculation about the separation from the beginning since the DaLairs made no official announcement. Apparently she
Hesitating she circled to the side of the villa. There she found a gate to the backyard but it was locked. The backyard itself was surrounded by a tall stone wall capped with an iron-wrought fence. Even the stone wall was above Katherine’s height as she walked down the narrow alley.
“Look daddy! Clean hands!” Aria proudly declared as she and Caden returned from the bathroom. “Very good!” he laughed picking her up and carrying her to the table which had been set much the same as the night before minus the candles. Even the bouquet remained as the centerpiece. “So
Aria and Caden cuddled up on either side of him as he read Stellaluna by Janell Cannon. Macey watched from the doorway. It had been years since the kids requested a bedtime story from her. She wondered if it was because they were bored or if this new found interest was them wanting to create memo