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...
"But, she's my mother and I have nowhere else to go."
"Bullshit. That woman is a poor excuse of a mother and you're not going back to her."
"I think what Maddie is trying to say, is that you're very welcome to come with us, if you'd like to."
On the left bed sat the slightly drunk Madeline and on the right was the very intimidated Will. Meanwhile I was standing in the middle of the room, trying to calm down my friend but also keep Will calm. After all that had happened today, the last thing I needed was a noise complaint and unwanted onlookers.
"I don't want to be any more of a burden. You already did so much for me."
His voice was quiet, while his face held a downcast look on it. Just the sight of him, made my heart hurt, so I quickly went and sat down next to him. Like last night, I didn't want to overwhelm him with physical contact, which is why is simply took his hand in mine and gave it a squeeze.
"Hey, look at me, William. You deserve to be safe. Whether that is by staying here in London or with us in Birmingham, we just want you to feel safe. If you were a burden, we wouldn't have offered you to join us in the first place."
After a few seconds he returned the slight pressure.
"I don't want to go back home. But where would I live? I don't have any money, I can't afford a flat."
"Maddie and I have already given it some thought. Her flat has a guest room, you could move in to and if you should want to work, we also have a lot of connections in Birmingham."
For a while he just looked at the both of us. The confusion was visible on his face, but his eyes had something calculating. It was as if he tried to figure out, if we were being genuine or not.
It was a loud snore, that eventually ripped us out of our thoughts. Maddie had actually managed to fall asleep already.
When our eyes met again, we both started to laugh a little, which quickly turned into a deep yawn.
