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
You are going to love some of your characters because they are you, or some facet of you, and you are going to hate some characters for the same reason. — Anne Lamott