“It’s been decided,” Taylor hissed with a clenched jaw, “Now hurry up, we’re almost inside.”
“Ignoring it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. The village was my home.”
“No it wasn’t and they weren’t your family. We are,” he snapped, glaring at her, “And speak no more of it, or I will tell Mother.”
Lorenna’s back tensed as if that woman didn’t try to beat that very idea out of her head over the past ten years.
“Claire…”
“Be quiet Mary,” Lorenna scolded, pushing her off, refusing to look at either of them.
“Next!” The ticket man shouted signaling it was their turn. They stepped forward as Taylor handed him their invitation. The man impatiently waved them forward without another glance. “Next!”
Lorenna only made it into the foyer before she assaulted by a pungent stench. Covering her nose, she balked at the sight before her people were shoving their way past each other to get into the ballroom. She glanced back at the door where the line was still growing outside.
A brief breeze made her realize she was suddenly sweating as if in the afternoon sun without shade or wind. The massive chandeliers and the oversized candelabras along the walls that threatened to singe the hair of anyone who got too close, made it worse. To her dismay, she realized the smell was coming from the crowd around her.
“Not what you expected?” Taylor asked as she took a step back, shaking her head in disgust. He bellowed in laughter, throwing his arm over her shoulder, “I warned you this wasn’t going to be like
Tom’s blush deepened, and throwing caution to the wind, he gave a coy shake of his head. “That’s not what I meant. I thought… well, I dunno… I thought maybe this time I could… you know… suck you.”
James commented, "I really don't want to hear you talk about this to his mother."
“What are you doing here?” She heard her mother hiss angrily, “My husband is not
Det. Wyatt took one last look at the new arrival and walked over to the room Ryan just came from.
As she walked towards the white door of her bedroom, she hears distant gurgling. As if the sewers were backed up or the kitchen sink is clogged. Carefully twisting the knob, she was about to take a step out, but was immediately taken aback.
Moving about the room, she stopped here and there, fingering objects that caught her attention. The room was formal and pretentious and she wasn’t a fan. She missed her tents filled with carpets and furs and cushions, hand carved toys littering the floors and her bed tucked behind brightly colored sheer fabric. She had just thrown another log on the fire when a tall man let himself into the room closing the door loudly behind him.
Move on from that, Mary, she thought angrily, trying to prevent the rising tide of guilt ready to swallow her.
My mother pulled me aside. “Emily you need to calm your siblings down if we cause
"Don't act like you care, Mom. You even said it yourself, Mason doesn't belong here" Claire replied.
The way Charlie wriggled on his lap as she kissed Dan's ear reminded him of their very first time 10 years ago. He looked over her shoulder and saw 15 or 20 boys and girls on the beach. They were dragging big bags of what looked like seaweed and carrying wood and gathering rocks.
Rose sighed in annoyance. "They were my family too but..." she trailed "at some point, you need to move on"
"Sir this is the special registration room, you can't move from here until I let you go." He finished the discussion toughly.
Maxen stomped up to him. “Do not speak of your mother like that. I will not accept it.”
Mikey shuts his locker and twist the comb to make sure the locker has locked. The group of friends continue to walk slowly into the pitch black long, narrow hallway. After every slow foot step the old wooden floor creaks. As the group of friends start to approach the door, they hear the sound of a phone ringing. As they get closer to the door the ringing begins to get louder by the second. The sound seems to be coming from the door open to the left it appears to be the school office. The kids slowly walk into the office and approach the ringing that's coming from behind the desk. Jake hesitantly answers the phone the phone fills with silence there is no answer.
"You won't drag her into this!" Cole's words were slurred and he sounded even more angry than usually. To put it as gently as I can, Cole