Shirley Novels & Stories

Shrugging my shoulders, I turned to glance at the party, I made eye contact with Elijah as he chatted up with my bubbly sister, she was grining from ear to ear like the chesire cat, anymore desperate Quinn and you'd score him. Quinn had her hands all over his right arm, as she was most likely sweet talking him. That's all she's good at it, yet she was the perfect daughter, there are many words to desrcibe Quinn Brinx, and none of them is 'perfect'. Her silky grey dress hugged her body, falling down her chest just enough, to show cleavage, way to go Mom. I lookec back at Mira who was also eyeing the pair,she made a face then turned her back to them, keeping her focus on me.

I press play and bring the phone to my ear. “Hi, Kim,” the woman named Shirley says ,voice cheery. “I haven't heard from you in a few days. I'm hoping everything is okay with the horses. I hate to have to say this over a message, but I'm not going to be able to make it to the clinic this weekend. My granddaughter is going into labor any day now and I promised I would help take care of her older two kids while she's in the hospital. Give me a call when you can. Take Care now.”