His Encounter With A Widow

lla

d asked, immediately, we both settle

eetly, she nodded with

standing on my feet, she shook her head. “No Stella, those can wait, right no

ut, Marigold?” I asked her a

hange instantly. “Marigold, don't you think about what people would say? Two brothers

, “What are you

mn!” She rasped and I sighed. “Hold on, Stella, I hope your promise i

fingers and stood on her feet. “Flora is getting married to Ryd

er shooting me a final glare; She p

mmediately, she slammed

good

ill have t

to get married to that criminal son

ra

ust discussed, but held on to the big round pillar I wa

as she muttered the last

irs, ascending the stairs slowly, p

y bed as I gaze

have to agree

you feel it would be better not to do this, then you should

ally want to run awa

t

would definitel

rry, he never allows me t

an ol

on my mirror drawer. I sprang to my feet

I fou

itely help; it's

back when I had complained to her

at the pills in my hand.How do I give this to him? Uhm

eveni

r, I peered my head inside. Oh,

stairs, “Do you need anything, ma'am?”

nge juice” I ordered, and

and sat on one of the chai

short while with the two

ay in front of me and

s” I told her, she bo

oments

The gatekeeper urged me in his dozing state, I

him, the sedated one actual

but I told him I just wante

d the whole content at once, and

job F

ving for go

and sat properly. One would know he's fighting the sleep. “Mr. Carson?” I called as I glanced a

tiptoed to the gate direc

ving the house and the useless gatekeeper a

as my legs could carry me into the da

was heading, but I was glad I

road, I stopped running to catch my breath. Wh

even a sin

ld approac

g petrified already. I stomped my left fo

turned to the direction. Thank goodness. This opportunity must not slide. I though

, I stood rooted at the middle of the road,