Joined By Secrets

Ten

The next morning when I went to my office, Martha were already there. She explained how she wanted to talk to me privately.

Martha expressed her feelings about how she didn't get the time to bond with her one and only daughter.

She felt like a part of her was ripped away. Now, her husband's cancer has gotten worse and he is ordered to stay in the hospital.

She cried endlessly, not knowing what to do with herself. She also knew Dylan was hurting and her other son, Ryder. Ryder? Dylan had a brother?

Martha explained Ryder was younger than Dylan and still in high school. He was sent to a boarding school in London for fine arts. Dylan And Ryder didn't get along very well, but grew closer during the years.

Ryder would be returning home soon after his last year. He wasn't informed of Charlotte's death yet and no one knew how to tell him.

I assured her everything will work out eventually. She talked about her plans for the funeral and asked if I would like to join.

I told her I was already going with Dylan, she gave me a confused look. After she calmed down, she left with a thank you and see you soon.

I went to see Sara after work, she was recovering fast and the doctors said she could leave tomorrow. She had a broken leg to recover, so she wouldn't be able to work.

The week dragged on and Sara was in bed all week long. It was Friday already and Dylan wanted to go on a date. He told me it was a surprise.

I got home, took a shower, and slipped on skinny jeans with a flowy navy sheer button down tank. I wore my hair down in my natural waves and slipped on my leather brown gladiators.

Dylan handed me a blindfold and told me to put on. I was a little scared. "No peeking!"

I laughed, "I'm scared about where you're taking me." "Relax, it's not life threatening in any way."

I felt the car stop and he told I could take my blindfold off. We were parked in front a café/bar called Little Moments.

The words were written in a script font. It was small, but cozy. I heard laughter and shouting inside.

"Now before you protest, Sara helped me set this up. I know you're a little rusty, but you should be able to do what you love."

Do what I love?........