บททั้งหมดของ Lovers For The Blood Moon: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Naivete The revelation rang bells in Sarah's head. If what her brother was spewing out was true, then it was no coincidence that John Crowe was in Black Hollow at that time."What are you talking about Lucas?" Sarah asked, seeking for more clarification. It was confounding and she felt her head spinning at the same time. Not the way it did when she released, but when a lot of things were hitting her brain all at once."Oh, now you ask, Sarah.""I am asking you because I don't know what any of this is all about!" she yelled. "Well, maybe it isn't your place to know anything about it, you know. Maybe you should just keep yourself out of it and let the grown ups deal with it.""And I'm not one of the grown ups?" she asked."I didn't mean that literally, Sarah," he said, and pointed a finger at his right temple. "I mean grown ups up here. You don't have that cognition. You don't have what it takes to understand the stakes here, little sister. Because they are higher than what you can co

The Proposition"Yeah, well, I know some things about the man and that's why I'm saying this. He might come to talk to you about John Crowe.""And what about John Crowe?" Sarah asked."What about him?""I don't know anything about him as far as I am concerned," she told Lucas.He smiled at her then said, "Good girl." Then he drank from his cup, looked at a painting in the wall for a couple of moments then turned back to her."You know, there are a lot of things we could do together in this town. The both of us. But it is a pity that you don't want my help.""I am not in need of it. There is a difference between not wanting your help and not being in need of it, Lucas.""Well, they both sound the same to me," he said to Sarah. "There is nothing to it. I really don't have any friends in town except Old Mikey, and he doesn't even like you too. It is hard to be the person I want to be when you need me to live under your thumb and in your shadow. I cannot leave and go see the outside worl

GossipsHer factories were located in the heart of the town. The streets in these parts were made with cobblestones. And it was bustling as well. There were a couple of businesses on that street, but it didn't have a name yet. Some time, men who traded on that street started a debate about the name they would give to it. A couple of them proposed that it should be named after the most prosperous venture on it. And that venture belonged to none other than Sarah Miller. A couple of them disagreed too. And that was because of the Miller name. They didn't want to start naming their cobblestone street after a maniac. But the proposers only agreed to name it after the lady herself. Sarah passed by and people greeted her from their shops and stalls. The smiles were still there, still intact, and she wondered if her involvement in the John Crowe case hadn't yet reached their ears.Just as she reached the vicinity of her factory, her foreman, George, rushed to open the gate for her. He was

Birthday Handyman Mayor Jack Sparrow wasn't in a good mood that morning, and the reason wasn't far fetched. He had taken his tie off, and that happened when he wasn't in a good mood.Headed over to Sarah Miller's factory that morning and was surprised that she wasn't yet there. He just didn't like the fact that he had gone all the way there only to meet a silly foreman that wore a smile that shouldn't even be there in the first place.What the hell.Jack wasn't one of those customers who needed to be welcomed with smiles and patronizing sentences. He was the government of Black Hollow.He sat there in his office and wondered how he could get a hold of her. She wasn't one to arrive work late. So what kept her? Or was it that brother of hers? Maybe it had something to do with that man named John Crowe.And that was the person he really wanted to meet with. Sarah Miller was just a medium to getting to John. There were a couple of things that he wanted to ask John, and if he used his wor

Quickie For Stress "So what's my next line of action, sir? Should I go see miss Sarah Miller?""Well, if her brother catches you talking to his sister, he's going to break your bones in half," the Mayor said, with a sudden burst of jealousy. Well, he could not help the fact that he wanted the Miller girl all to himself. "I'll talk to her myself. You go talk to the crazy doctor."Clint nodded again. Then he got to his feet and walked out the door. He passed the hallway and went straight for coffee. He knew that he'd be working for quite some time and needed all the open eye he could get.Unfortunately, there's wasn't any coffee. He looked around and his eyes rested on Jane, the secretary. She was peering at some papers with her spectacles seated on her nose bridge. She was young but Clint never understood why she always behaved as if she was too old for her physique and age.He approached her table when she refused to look in his direction. Though he got the clue that she was ignoring