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Saving Grace 8.
Noah was still sitting in his cousin’s coffee shop, wondering where Grace went and why she had decided to leave on her own without even a goodbye, when all he wanted to do and had done so far was to help her. He shook his head, surprised that she would even leave the way she did when all he wanted was to help her get a place to sleep tonight. Does that mean that he wouldn't be able to see her again? That it was the first and the last time he would see her or even talk to her? What could she have been running from so bad that she had not even cared about herself before heading out of town this late? "She's gone, Char.” He said when Charlotte came back out. By that time, the customers in the whole were almost gone, so he could talk here without worrying about someone hearing him. The grandmother clock on the wall told him it was late, which meant that it wasn't completely safe for a woman to be out there alone by herself. There was no reason he should be worried, seeing as he had j
Saving Grace 9.
Nightmare was something Charlotte only see people experience in a movie, or read in a book, but she never thought she would see someone experiencing it. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she wasn't sure what woke her. The whimpering sound coming from Grace, or the fact that she needed to use the bathroom, either way, the latter didn't seem as important now as the former. If anything, it had seemed to disappear. There was something about the way Grace moved on the foldable bed she had placed on the floor beside her own bed for her the night before when she had brought her home, that made it seem like she was fighting someone. Right now, all Charlotte could do was sit on her bed and stare at her. Grace had both her hands in the air like she was trying to push someone off her when no one was there, and occasionally, one of her hands would fly to her neck and she would drag down the old t-shirt she had worn as a nightwear as if it was choking her. At some point, she even made
Saving Grace 10.
"And you think that’s appropriate?” Noah asked his cousin as he sat on the high stand in front of her across the counter. She had asked him if he would like to rent one of the rooms in his house to Grace. He looked behind his shoulder to Grace who sat on one of the chairs in the shop, picking the beans to make the coffee. He had no idea why the beans was needed to be picked anyway because he knew nothing about coffee. “You know the ball is in your court, but if you still want to help her, then it's your window to do so,” Charlotte said. Noah thought about that, and he wondered what he should do. They hadn't talked about anything else since she asked him here this morning thankfully, he was on night duty today, so there was no rush at all. He glanced at Grace again, and she was still engrossed in what she was doing. He sure loved that she had a little bit of color on her face today, and she was wearing the appropriate cloth for the weather; a fitted pair of blue jeans, and a green s
Saving Grace 11.
Grace brought out the last of her clothes and then she took it to the closet. The room was really nice, but it was simple. There were only three pieces of furniture in the room. The bed, the dresser, and a single chair that was placed in front of it. There was a small piece of carpet in front of the bed, and the bedside tables that were attached to the bed had a lamp on one side, and an alarm on the other hand. There was nothing on the pale pink walls except for a small wall clock and a picture of the house itself. She looked around and sighed. Thankfully, she wouldn't have to buy anything for the bed or the windows. There were deep pink curtains against the double windows which were on the same wall of the room, but they were small in size, so she guessed it was why they made them double. On the bed, there were three bed sheets that came with two pillowcases each and each also had a comforter for covering her body to them. “I just hope this place is as safe as it looks and feels l
Saving Grace 12.
Grace parked in front of the house Noah had given her the address for, and she sat down in the car, not confident enough to walk from the car to the house. She was scared someone might come out of the bushes and jump her, someone who might as well be her ex husband. The only problem with her theory was that there were no bushes on the street. The house stood beside the garage as Noah had described and there were a few houses on both sides too, but the other side of the street had a bakery, a supply store, a vet clinic, and a bookstore. Everyone was going about their business and no one was even glancing her way. Well, she was still seated in the car, and the windows were rolled all up, with the radio and heater turned on. Speaking of the car, it was a stone white ten thousand twenty thirteen dodge grand caravan SXT with a mileage of at least eight thousand miles on it. Grace had always been interested in cars, so we knew this was a very nice car. When he had gone into his garage a
Saving Grace 13.
"Hello, Keisha.” Grace heard Charlotte greet the woman that came in just now. Grace looked at the woman Charlotte had called Keisha and she saw her grunt at her greeting before muttering hers as well. “This is Grace, she's the one that just got into town.” Charlotte introduced and Grace extended her hand for her to shake it, only she didn't. Instead of taking her hand in a shake like she expected, she looked down at it like she had a plague, or her hand was soiled, and that made her dislike her immediately. No one should have that much disdain in them for others, especially people that they were just meeting for the very first time. Keisha had never met her before but she had treated her like she was dirt on her foot. To be polite, she said. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Keisha.” It wasn't, because she didn't seem nice, and someone that vile wasn't someone she was looking to meet or have anything to do with. Her hand was still stretched towards her, but when Keisha looked down at
Saving Grace 14.
The morning was bright and sunny and the sky was pleasant, and it looked like rain wouldn't fall today, but that would be great. She had had her fill of lightning and thunder. Last night, she had slept alone in the house because Noah had to go to work on the night shift, and even though at first, she had been scared, but she had put in the alarm, sat for hours after he was gone until she fell asleep, and inky woke up this morning. Perhaps, it helped that she was tired before when she went to get the toiletries at the store, or because she was just tired from settling into a new town. Either way, she had slept like a baby, feeling safe and at peace. Now, she was on the line in front of the cashier, waiting to pay for the groceries she had bought. This morning when she had wanted to make breakfast, because she was truly hungry, she had met the fridge empty, the cabinets as well, and she wondered how Noah are before now. Guessing that he ate at Charlotte’s place, she had no choice bu
Saving Grace 15.
Deciding to pick up one or two things over at Charlotte's, she drove in that direction as she left the grocery store. She was too hungry to wait until she was done cooking to eat something, so she would pick up something to snack on. She soon got to Charlotte’s shop, and she got down from the car. She wasn't sure what to get, but she hoped her menu have sour cream coffee cakes with the cinnamon-walnut swirl.As she opened the door to the shop, the bell jingled as it usually does, only not as loud as before but it still made her jump a little. She stopped a few feet from the counter and smiled her usual cheery smile at Charlotte. "Hi, Charlotte. Good morning." She said with a wide grin.Charlotte smiled right back with all her teeth on display. "Hello Grace, good morning. What would you like to get?" She asked.Grace thought for a moment then she said. "A hot cup of coffee to go and a bag of sour cream coffee cake with the cinnamon-walnut swirl if you have them." She said.Charlotte's
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