I’M up and awake before everyone else. Honestly, I was up a few hours ago. My mind wouldn’t shut up and I was tossing around. Everything I was able to learn about James was rolling around in my brain. I mean, what are the odds? He ended up in Rhode Island. But how? Lila didn’t know. All she knew was that he was there. His parents are going through a divorce too. What could have happened to cause that? Did they disagree about something relating to him? It has to be that. What else would it be? Hi
Ya know, you edit and edit and still don’t catch everything. Oops! It is supposed to be “wife’s mother’s funeral”. Guess it proves I’m still human! But I do like the interpretation @Mattyboy so let’s roll with that LOL.
MONTY has a frown. His fists are clenched.
“Who was that?” I ask. We’re in the hall, it’s busy and I can smell food wafting through the air. It smells delicious, which is not at all what I was expecting from school lunch.
Monty shakes his head. “I was hoping you’d run into him later. Well, not at all preferably but I know that would be impossible. That fucker.”
“Okay.” I look behind me to make sure he’s not following us. Victor. “But who was he?”
“We will brief you at lunch.
Not gonna lie, I’m not completely familiar with whom you’ve referenced, but! I get the idea! You’ve got yourself a good eye. I’m glad you’re enjoying. I hope to hear more from you in further chapters!
Y'all crack me up 😄It's just me thinking that the name "Kyle" sounds like a stereotypical dude-bro kind of name and that Cal would be embarrassed dating a guy with a name like that. No offense to Kyle's around the world though!
CAR. snow. Crash. James. Mom. Dad. Car. Snow. Screaming. Kissing. Heat. Snow. Christmas. Snow. Crash. Mom. James. Dad. Crash. Crash. Jamesjamesjamesjames.
“James. JAMES!” My upper body flies forward. I’m out of breath. Sweating, breathing fast. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.
My heart rattles with each breath I take as if someone is reaching in me and shaking it with all their force. I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m crunched over but my blanket has fallen down only covering my legs. My sk
It's funny how you bring this up. Without going into too much detail, I have a wealth of knowledge of child welfare and it's quite a process to send a child across state lines in any scenario. There are a lot of laws and policies!
Four months later
“IS he okay?”
“He’s resting. Let him rest. He’s been traveling.”
“He’s been asleep for like, thirteen hours.”
“Okay, everyone out.”
There are some murmurs and shuffling feet, but the light that has crept in from the door remains. Someone sits on the edge of the bed.
“Jonah? Sweetie?” It’s my aunt Vienna. Her voice is soft.
I stir just enough to let her know I didn’t die in my sleep. I would welcome that with open arms, though.
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BEFORE
SNOW whips around the car, howling and rattling the windows. I can’t see a damn thing. Dad’s got the heat cranked all the way up and yet I feel my toes curling under trying to find any warmth. It’s dark. Completely dark. Every year I’m thrown by how dark it is by five PM. And I always hate it. But here we are.
We’re going to a Christmas party. Me, Mom, Dad. It’s been happening every year for the last few years. Mom is friends with this woman from church. Irene is her name and s
Jonah Kildare moves to New York after losing both of his parents in a tragic accident. Now living with his father’s brother and his family, he has to find his way in a new place, with new people and experiences.