Rhode 's P.O.V "It's on the left just up here" Amelia tells me as she uses her fingers to point out the direction. I turn left and we drive up the road until we see an old yellow building that looks like a retirement village from far away, but the high fences surrounding the building give it an ent
"No Claudia you're not buying us gifts" I tell her firmly. "Just tell me" She gives me a small laugh. "I want to know what to expect" She adds, that's a fair point. "Well on actual Christmas Day it will be a packed house for lunch; my uncles and aunts come by with their kids. But the main group wi
"I'm completely fine with just getting the essentials really, you don't need to go to all this extra effort" Claudia says for maybe the fourth time. Having signed all the papers and got a quick bite to eat, we've gone further into town to some furniture sorted out for her. "You're not living in a h
"You're right, I never have to do that again" Amelia says, smiling to herself and nodding her head before taking one final glance at the facility. "Are you ready for a hometown tour?" She asks me with brighter eyes than a few moments ago. I start the car and give her a nod. "Fuck yes" I tell her,
The man reappears from the back curtain with an old black guitar case and starts pushing some buttons on the cash register, the kind that makes a clicking rattling sound every time it's touched. I swipe my card and take the case from him, walking out hand in hand with my girl and my new Fender. "Wh
"I stayed with a couple of friends for some of the time, but when their parents grew suspicious of my constant wish to sleep over I would sleep in my car. That became tricky during winter because of how cold it got. So I started going to school to sleep" She continues, as though the answers couldn't
We've been back in London for a few days now, back to the dreadful day to day grind. I'm about to look over some numbers when my phone sitting on the desk in front of me lights up and begins to buzz. Poppy (Amelia's friend) Why is Poppy calling me right now? We don't chat much, and when we do it
"I saw a picture of the two of you in the newspaper and I couldn't believe my eyes...my little girl after all these years....Is she here? Can I see her?" He asks frantically peering around me as he carefully tucks the photo back into a weathered brown wallet. "No" I reply curtly. Thank fuck Amelia'