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

"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

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

Noah left work late today, but it didn't stop him from hearing about his mother’s escapades. She did that sometimes, no matter what anyone said. He knew without being told that his father would have advised her against it, but as he knew, she was a strong headed woman and a matchmaker. At least, she prided herself on being that, and after a long while of trying, she had succeeded with his brother. Ezekiel had met his bride to be through their mother’s antics. She had one day asked him home to her house, saying she was down with the flu, and needed him to pick up her prescription at the hospital, and on his way drop something at the old Judge Raymond’s house, and that had been all. Ezekiel should have known that it was just a tactic for something, seeing as he could have called Noah who was a doctor and worked at that same hospital she wanted him to pick up a prescription from. Now, she was trying to do the same thing with him, and he knew that the moment Charlotte told him. “What

Parking his truck in front of Jimmy’s garage, he got done from the car and walked into the place. He was still in his scrubs and all sticky but he didn't care. This was more important. He remembered he had forgotten to lock his car, but it was safe as long as it was parked somewhere he could see. As he walked into the garage, he saw Jimmy and Molly seated at the corner in front of a table he guessed Jimmy used as his office. Well, he was sure he did all his paperwork there. “Hello, Jimmy.” He greeted them as he approached them, and he saw Jimmy standing up, carrying Molly in his arms. There was a glint in her eyes as he looked at her to greet her as well. "Hello, Mo.”He was the only one that called Molly that way in this town, and that was because he loved the way it sounded, plus she was always pleased when he called her that. "How is my best girl doing?” he asked her, raising his brows in question. Molly nodded her head. "Hello, Dr. Roberts. You look nice in your scrubs.” She s