I swallow at his question and look at the ground. "Gray...I don't think I'm ready yet. To move out..." I said, thinking of how I just got my mom and dad back, and the new baby and everything that's going on. "They need me. But, You can stay until I'm ready if you want," I tell him, still looking at the floor.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile at her, "I didn't mean now. Your family is going through something they'll need you for. I meant when the time came, when I had to go."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Night hits and I shudder at the shadows, scooping up Riley in my arms and carrying her inside. I hurry up the steps and find her room easily, laying her in the bed and covering her up. Kissing her forehead goodnight, I head downstairs and sit on the couch, waiting to ask either of the runners of the house if staying the night would be alright.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
There was nothing he enjoyed more than a good book. He'd wander into the study, take down some leather-bound volume, and eat it. — Terence Brady (dog owner)
