Heart Stutter I struggled to breathe in the frigid air as we raced onto the upper-deck, the cold ripping at us as we wove through the crowd. Mama never let go of my hand, though I pleaded with her, Ma, Im 17. Im not a kid anymore.
I will not lose you again, Andre, she turned on her heel so that her crooked nose was nearly pressing against mine. She paid no heed to the shoulders bludgeoning her as people frantically brushed past us; I saw little Maries eyes sparkle with that youthful confusion.
You never lost me Ma, I said, biting my lip, I wanted to stay.
The Secret Word: PreludeI can't tell you now how I actually ended up at that house. My car broke down, sure, but if you ask someone who believes in such things, they might say it was fate. Me? I think it was just dumb luck. And I'm not even sure that's the right word either.
My partner always used to say "fate likes to take your hand and lead you in a direction. But Lady Luck? She likes to smack you cold until you see what was always in front of you." My partner had a way with words that I never had.
Maybe Lady Luck did take her fist to my car, because I know if I hadn't broke down
The Secret Word: Chpt. 1 pt. 1It was a dark and stormy night.:thumb106466118:
Really, it was. Too clichéd? It was the kind of night I would expect a wandering pack of zombies to be out and ready to eat my flesh. Windy as hell, raining like...hell. Okay, writing isn't my thing, it was James' job and he was far better, but he isn't here, and I am. There, no more excuses.
I was driving along the 101, BC to Cali, cause I figured there might be more work down there, not cause I had any love for Cali. In fact, I despised the place. But you gotta go where duty calls, and some eccentric rich folks liked th