Approaching storm…Sammy climbed into her bed with the secure intent of finding in the morning what had happened in her partly forgotten but almost now regained past. She will find a way to learn about the deception taught in this house to her. There seemed to be scandals and secrets around her. This made her realize she should step carefully between the thorns.They tried to cover the truth but little cracks in their stories were about to show it. They insist in telling her that they raised her. David told her he knew her parents that must mean they were around while she was growing stronger.What has her in constant doubt was which truth was as it were and the facts they seemed to create just for her? Why are they lying? It really seem clear they want to hoodwink her into believing their truth. The question of whom she should trust was ringing in her mind.The lightening played electrifying in front of her window. She covered her head to

FrustrationPeter woke again during the early morning hours. He was seriously frustrated with himself now when he found, again she had slipped from his arms. He climbed through the window rounding the house just in time to see the black car outside.Approaching the car the driver pulled away.Sammy stood there at the end of the street cast in silhouettes of the early morning dawn with the sheer power of her being made him aware of her actual presence. He walked towards her and as he approached he noticed she was just looking at her hands.“What is wrong love?”She looked up at him and the raw pain knifed him right through to the heart.“Who am I? Why do I want to belong with you? I feel the strength of fear leaving me breathless. I see something but I don’t understand it.”“What do you see? Tell me.”“My mind at first blanks then something dangerous me watching a gun.&rdq

Deceived by TrustSammy opened her eyes. At first it was pitch black. She blinked her eyes a couple of time and once she focused she saw the candle light in front of her. Mesmerized her eyes followed it.“Are you ready?” asked the soft soothing voice.“What must I do?”“Go on a midnight quest. Search for the answer that isn’t there. Go now.”Sammy threw the blankets from her body. Her feet landed on the floor. Walking towards the window she opened it and stepped through it. Leaving the grounds she walked up the road.Peter had been watching the house since he left. The night was quiet but the clouds of earlier stayed within the sky almost waiting for the time to strike. Before he made a move on her he waited to see if someone was following her.The darken car came out of nowhere. It stopped beside Sammy. The driver climbed out and helped her inside.Peter followed the car that

Tension Sammy looked at the group of people. She saw and felt the tension underline with aggression so thick she could barely breathe. She looked at them individually but it was Peter, tall looking powerful with warmth in his eyes when he looks at her that held her attention. There was something magically about his gaze.“What is going on here?”“I came from afar with a tale I want to tell you. Are you strong enough to listen?”“Sammy you should rest. It was a long day.” Margie said.“I am fine, I am just hungry.” She answered but kept her eyes on Peter.“Sammy listened to your godmother. She knows what’s best for you.” Harold was gruff with insistence.“But,”“Harold is quiet right, Sammy.”“I am curious now.”“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you the tale tomorrow.”Peter smiled sw

Anew…question of Trust“Trust me when I tell you this but my wife won’t mind. Your personalities are remarkable the same.”“That may be true but I bet she won’t like what was whirling around in my mind. On top of it all you are the center of it all.”“Tell me what’s on your mind, Sammy.”“It’s rather personal.”“You can be as honest to me as you feel comfortable.”“That’s the problem. Common sense dictates that I shouldn’t.”“Use your heart.”Peter looked into her serious eyes and then right in front of him they started twinkling again.“A heart can get you into trouble.”Sammy hid her face but he just knew her mind was working wickedly again. His suspicions were confirmed by her question.“A fantasy can be a reality, right?”“If both pa