Sidney wanted to tell her mother what she had discovered, she wanted to tell her about the family bibles she had stumbled upon, but she decided against that as well. She didn't want to tell her because she knew that her mother was keeping something away from her. She wondered what reason she had for doing that. She chose to say nothing and shut her mouth. That was better that way, she was only doing what she did as well. She was going to tell her later, when she was sure of what was happening, and had understood the full gist of it all.  "Thank you again, mother." She said, and hanged up the phone before her mother could reply her. She didn't want to have to talk long with her as she still has things to do. She went into her bedroom and grabbed a small travel bag that she would pack her things into. She was only going to pack things she needed for now, things that are essential in here day to day activities. When she was ready to go to Shi

  BRADLEY's POV   For the umpteenth time that morning, Bradley swore! He had woken up to find her gone, just like that, with no note left from her or text. He had been trying to get in touch with Sidney since she left his house early in the morning, calling her phone, but the line had not been going through. Either that or the phone was switched off. He just needed to hear her voice, to know that she was okay. He tried to call her once, and then twice again but it went straight to her voicemail. There was no point in leaving her a message, since he wasn't sure of what had happened to her.  Fear, they say wasn't a good feeling at all. It starts from one's mind, formed by the brain and offered slowly to one sense organs, until you can feel, see, touch, ear and most importantly, smell it. And that was exactly what was happening to him right at the moment. He had woken up and had found her gone, with her bed made, as if she

 Bradley called his mother, Abby, the following morning and asked her about what she knew about the Morgan family. As he expected, she lied. Bradley knew that she was lying because of the give she did. Whenever his mother was lying about something, she would start to say something, then pause, clear her throat, ask the question again and say a lot of oohs and umms. This had been her reply to his question. "Bradley," she paused, and cleared her throat, then she said. "Oh, the Morgan family. What do I know about the uhm, Morgan family? I don't think I've ever heard of uhm, them. Why did you ask?"He had shrugged and said. "Nothing much really, I just wanted to know if you knew something about them, that's all." He had hung up the phone with a shake of her head. He had collected back the Humphrey version of the book and the Morgan's version from Sidney before he left Valerie's house last night. He was going to read it from page

In another minute, they talked and joked and laughed. After that, an awkward silence took over and they peered into each other’s eyes, and they both recognized what it was that was happening between them.“I am traveling,” Sidney said suddenly, gauging his reactions. It took a while but finally, he looked at her. “What did you say? Where are you going?” He asked with a frown. “When are you leaving?”“I’m leaving for Paris, the day after tomorrow, I need to go see my mother. She asked me to come.” She told him. She wanted to let him know where she was going so he wouldn’t be worried.“Alright. You should take me with you.” He said, smiling, not believing what she said. When he saw that she wasn't smiling as well as he had expected. “Are you pulling my legs? You can’t just get up and leave like that you know?” He asked her. Sidney stood up from where she sa

They got to Sidney's place in Shipley about ten minutes later and they both walked to the front door, with Bradley to hovering behind her as she brought out the key to the front door and unlocked the door.  When she was done, they went into the living and Sidney went up the stairs to her room to change her dress into something comfortable. When she came back down, she found that Bradley was not seated in the lining room as she expected, but she soon found him in the kitchen.  She smiled as she saw that he had a pot on the cooker with water inside. He must be serious about giving her a foot rub. Her mouth dropped open and she was taken aback, surprise showed on her face. Anyone could tell that she wasn't expecting that at all, she wasn't expecting him to be serious, but other than that his expression was cheerful. She dragged one of the chairs arranged around the kitchen counter to sit down. "What are you doing?" She asked even though she had an inkl