The Aftons Novels & Stories

Five minutes before 9 pm, Claire headed out. The playground that they agreed to meet at was actually in the neighborhood so it was a mere five-minute walk to get there. A block after, she realized that it was rather chilly tonight, and regretted not wearing a scarf, but she figured that it would be too late for her to go back to get one. The cold wind rushed by, causing a mini tornado of autumn leaves by her feet, and she hugged herself in an attempt to keep herself warm.

she said, turning back around, staring me down with her jade-green eyes. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes and nodded. "Of course." She put on a victorious smile, seeming very pleased with my obedience. "Good." Vasilisa grabbed Jillian's cerulean sleeve and interlocked their arms, having them strut into Fairston Academy together. I clenched my fists, wanting to throw my tote at their perfectly styled heads. I swear, they were nothing but a couple of wretched fiends. Those rotten pieces of— "Well, aren't they just lovely." I jerked around to find my friend, Mason Ashford, standing behind me, his soft blue eyes filled with sarcasm. I put on a smile and laughed, placing a gloved hand on my

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When it happened, Alta usually sent only poetry as an apology, the best way to get Freen back warmed up. "But you're not mad at me, are you?" asked Alta to confirm. "Not at all, Al." "Well you be careful, call me when you get there." "Yes, sure." "Tonight, after I did my task, I'll call you." "Just call me if no answering, I'm working then." "Yes. I'm hanging up now. have fun, honey. I love you." "Me too."

Danny stood up, a disappointed look on her face,”you are no fun at all” she added and sulkily walked out while aurora gave out a loud chuckle as she watched her go out. “Silly” Aurora muttered to herself. On her table was a picture of Liam, smiling as she picked it up and hugged it. “I miss you champ” she said to the picture and closed her eyes. How she loved the little boy. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… The time was seven pm in the evening, aurora just got off work and when she came out of the hospital. A black maybach was parked directly in front of the hospital and she could already guess who it was.

“The only thing that scares me… is not being close enough if someone tries to take you.” Her stomach tightened, both in fear and something warmer, deeper, more dangerous. “Get dressed,” he murmured. “I’ll be waiting.” ****** The gala was held in the Crestfallen Hotel. A towering marble fortress lit with white stone columns that stretched into the sky. Snow drifted in slow spirals, settling on the awnings and glowing under the lanterns. Lucian helped Elara from the car only after scanning the street with a careful, lethal precision. If anyone had ever looked at her with such wordless protectiveness, she didn’t remember it.

“She’ll be at the shelter Friday night. After the meal run. If she wants to talk, she’ll step outside. If she doesn’t, don’t follow her. Don’t make this worse.” Meekey nodded, hands trembling slightly. “Thank you.” Zoe stood. “Don’t thank me yet. You’ve got one shot.” As she walked away, Meekey gripped the note in her hand like it was made of glass. One shot. And this time, she wasn’t going to miss.

Lena leaped out as Aunt Clara patted her back. Lena had a long talk with the relatives and finally it was agreed, the burial spot was chosen and dug out, And in hours they were laid to rest. Flowers were thrown in and Lena shed tears and the girls consoled her, Forced her to eat till she slept off and Aunt Clara took charge. Lena woke up the next morning to see the day glow and voices outside the wooden room. She got out to see Aunt Clara forcing Foodstuffs on the girls. Mabel asking her to keep them for her kids while Angela try to drag them into the car.

Waddled up to the door of the Victorian on the bend. Their life seemed perfect. I suppose I was wrong. In any case, the Fosters were inseparable—even when she got older. They would waltz around town laughing; sit at cafes looking like someone ought to be photographing them for a perfume campaign. And it stayed that way for a while, mind you. Until Chloe climbed out from a Taxi—and this I saw through my kitchen window.

They were not getting rid of me. They had not come home late to force me to leave. They had gone from store to store just to find me an identical doll. They had bought strawberry cake and a moon clip. They had even planned how to apologize. They still loved me. But it was too late.