After an unexplainable accident Annabelle finds herself hundred years in the past. In the boom of the 1920s, the era of Jazz and bootleggers. But it's not just the 20s she now has to deal with, she also happens to find herself stumble right into the...
Maddie and I were standing in midst of other people who hesitantly threw their pictures into the burning pile, as we heard a familiar voice behind us.
"Evening Arthur, how's business?"
Maddie asked with a smile. It was a smile I haven't yet seen on her and her eyes almost sparkled.
Someone could easily misunderstand their relationship, especially when Arthur put his arm around her shoulders and squeezed her to his side.
But they didn't look at each other like lovers would, it was more like the smile you'd give your older brother.
It was quite adorable I must say.
With a content smile on my face I turned away and towards the fire. I couldn't quite resist the urge to hum an ironically fitting song.
"All my troubles on a burning pile, all lit up and I start to smile. If I catch fire then I change my aim, throw my troubles at the pearly gates.."
God I miss my music.
"You sing well."
Holy Macarena, who told him it was fine to creep up to people and scare them like that?
"Shit you scared me. My heart, I think it stopped beating."
Theatrically I put one hand above my heart and the other one against my forehead as if I was about to faint. I opened one of my squeezed shut eyes to catch the males reaction.
Yet Tommy continued to stare at the fire, even though there was a small raise of his mouths corners.
"Hah, you smiled."
Being very proud of myself I mentally padded my shoulder. Tommy only spared me a quick glance, before letting his gaze swift over all the people around us.
Maybe he's looking for the reporter.
"Is that your only concern?"
The Shelby muttered, not fully paying attention to me.
I mean, what else should I be worried about? Everything is happening like it's supposed to and at the moment it's still going great for my side. My side.. I seem to have fully arrived, haven't I?
"What else should I be concerned about?"
"This whole thing firing back and all of us being hung for treason?"
