XII: Encountering Problems
/ dedicated to Elizabeth for being a radical reader, does anyone know that math ruined the meaning of “rad” ugh. /
READING THAT LAST letter, she sigh with nothing in her mind but only her heartbeat thumping very loud. Her hands crumple at her sides as the building sweat form around her head; her long nails scrape her arms but not enough for it to bleed.
“Farleigh, it’s supper!” her mother screams and her inward groans causes her to stand up groggily as her appearance by the mirror looks like she was dead a minute ago and she woke up with an empty soul with a rotting face – a zombie.
All she know is that Gregory wouldn’t be that loving enough to write her a lot of letters without even feeling a small guilt with his own mistakes. Farleigh know that Gregory is great, but she didn’t expect that he’d be imperfect but as long as imperfection runs in the society, he could never be one.
Maybe Miriam was the start of every lead – he keeps on mentioning her. She thinks as her feet rest at the wooden floor of the dining room. The sweet savory roasted duck boosts the hungry family and with her deep thoughts blocking the scent out (and of course Alex secretly taking the potatoes while they pray, bothering isn’t it?), she may have to think that Gregory wants her to realize something not by her letters but by hearing others of their experience with Greg.
Maybe…I should try to start. But where? She closes her eyes whilst taking a glass of water and her first lead comes very closer, closer than how it is. A letter she saw once but simply ignored as maybe it is a ‘wrong address’. Addison.
YOU ARE READING
his red sneakers
Novela Juvenil❝So she opens that small shoe box and see countless one-fourth sheet of papers with diary entries inside Gregory's sneakers.❞ Farleigh Jones knows that Gregory loves his sneakers yet she does not expect he would leave it at home as to he is no...
