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Jane. Tom was a lanky young man. He was very tall but quite thin. He had a beautiful sweet face and a very nice smile. The first time he smiled at me, I felt my insides warm up. His house was quite messy as it looked like a party of druggies had just ended. The house reeked of smoke and alcohol. It was no place for children but I had nowhere else to take them. While the kids were still unconscious, I quickly tried to clean the house, not for their sake but for mine as well. I didn’t think I’d feel comfortable staying in such a dirty place. If Rody had told me Tom was a mess, I’d have found another place.

Scrolling through the other messages, I finally found a peaceful spot. Lorne: [Good morning, Chloe. I'm coming to pick you up. Don't forget sunscreen today. The sun is really strong.] I: [Got it.] Feeling bored, I clicked into his private page and scrolled through his posts until I came across an invitation, with the caption: [Here we go.] I sat up straight, staring at the invitation. Then a laugh escaped my mouth because it was an invitation to a private gathering from the Lockhart family. No wonder...

“It means bitter soul. It’s like what you explained. A lost soul, whether they lost themselves while they were still alive, or after they died, and they wander, looking for a life to take over. If you had read more about it all, you would have been prepared.” “Hey now.” I pulled back, but she pushed me back down. “Lay down. I want to check your head.” Toya pushed again and Wendy helped her part my hair. “Amy.” She hissed as she saw the damage. I laid back down, but huffed out my breath. “I read that book, inside and out.” “There were a few pages stuck together. I don’t know why.” Toya tapped a page. “Wendy helped me figure it out.”

I don't hear the words, exactly, but I am locking the doors: the clacking startles me. When I look at him, Tom isn’t moving. I'm not sure if he's still breathing. The window on his side is half down, and doesn't protect him from the meaningless letters that hammer at us from Paul's mouth. They are flying straight at us, and when I look at Tom, he seems hardly able to stand it. Suddenly, the letters outside take each other by the hand, and form chains, then, all at once, a meaning: ‘Just let him die out here, scum he is!’

Tom yelled . “ Tom ! It’s not as easy as you make it seem like , I don’t want to, Please let me be !” Martins replied turning to the other side of his bed . “ is it because of her ? Martins … she is dead and gone … Even her ex husband moved in and is getting married soon , The both of you barely even had a relationship, Why are you getting yourself so worked up over a dead girl ?” That was all Tom had to say that threw martins off , He grabbed his collar clenching his fist .

The whole place goes down with all sorts of applauses as he grabs my waist and looks down at me. “I love you so much.” “I love you too Trey.” “My tomboy.” He whispers with a smile. “Yes, your tomboy.” He smiles and crushes his lips on mine, pulling me more tightly to him as the whole place goes wild with all sorts of shouting. I’m lost in this world. I don’t want to ever come out of it. He is mine and I’m his. I'm his tomboy. THE END

"Atlas can be so beautiful. Toms like to put rooftop gardens up around here so when you are this high up you can see some of them and then the lights make blooms of electric color. "It's not the prettiest of worlds but you will be kept safe, every one of you. Tom and no-fur, you will be loved by all of us. Plus, one of your fathers is the Black Devil and one of your godfathers is the God of Chaos and Connection, so who would dare to mess with my darlings? Plus your Daddy is scarier than all of them put together." He began to sing to them as he had many times while he was awake in the healing bubble. Doll let the lullaby soothe his little ones to sleep, feeling he might soon to follow them.

“My life just keeps getting annoying” Matilda sighed and rolled her eyes, she sat on her pavement. ****************** The whole place was crowded, with the loud music blasting from the speakers. Tiana managed to find her way through the dancing crowd, in search of Tom. The whole place was filled with smoke and coloured lights. “Heyyo! Look who's here!” Tom placed his hands around Tiana's shoulders, but she shoved him off. He took a drag from his cigar and blew it in the air. “Look Tom, I need your help”.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Then Came You (The Youngers Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2018 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotat

He thought of waking her up but his eyes caught the book lying beside the sleeping Thalia. Seeing the title of the book, his mouth dropped open, and then his gaze went back to her, "What is this little kitten reading," Todd said as he flipped it open, he had no idea that Thalia loved this kind of book. Instead of waking her, he grabbed the available couch and sank into it lazily. The cover was pretty and the blurb was mind-blowing Todd couldn't believe that he had this among his collections but he didn't think he had gone through this before.