"Where have you been all day? You had me worried sick, and you weren’t taking your calls. You were supposed to have come back yesterday. What if something bad had happened to you? I don’t think I would have been able to bear it. Please, don’t do that to me ever again, okay?” Christina said to Austin
“You can’t dictate what I should do and what I shouldn’t do, Christina. I’m not your son, and no, it’s not about another woman.” “Oh, but I can, Austin Lewis. Have you forgotten that you’re betrothed to me?” “Betrothed. You make it sound like we’re in the fifteenth century. People who are engaged
“It has to be another woman. I just know that that is what it is. He had better hope that I never find out who it is because if I do, she’s going to rue the day she was born. Thinking that she can swoop in and take my man from me just like that. No, it’s never going to happen. Not on my watch, it wo
“That’s good. You look good, by the way.” “As do you. I’m so happy you decided to move over here, Sally. You’ll enjoy this place, you’ll see.” “I know I will. If nothing else, I’ll get to see you as often as I'd like, and that’s worth the uncertainties that I’ll face in a new environment.” “There
Austin Lewis took yet another mouthful from the bottle of whiskey in his hand as he sat in front of the huge television in his study, staring unseeingly at it. He was well on his way to being drunk, which was fine by him. Being drunk will provide him with some respite from his harsh reality, and he
“What the fuck are you doing, you good-for-nothing asshole? Get the fuck up and act like a fucking man!” Young Austin's stepfather screamed at him, kicking him back into the dirt as he struggled to get up. It was nothing new, and the young boy was used to getting several beatings every week, someti
“I don't know, but you're right. I'll return the money before he finds out.” Angie said, and Austin breathed a sigh of relief, but Angie didn't return the money, and neither did she heed his advice for her to wait for a while. That night, she tried to run away, taking only a backpack containing he
Austin arrived at the old man’s study, his heart in his throat. His heart was beating a mile a minute, but outwardly, he managed to look calm and composed. “Sit down and have a drink.” The old man said, gesturing at the bottle of brandy and empty glass cup on the table. “Uh … sir. I’m not old eno