When I went up to see her next morning, she was lying with the twins. A boy and a girl. It was beautiful. I gently shook her awake, and her eyes fluttered open.
"So. The names?"
She looked at me as though she didn't understand. I nodded at him and her, and she held them closer.
"Annabel and Jacob. Jake for short"
I smiled at her, at them, at the family. I didn't believe it still. Two children, born to an 18 year old. I put the TV on, and switched it to the news. We watched the weather, and then breaking news.
James was in a fatal car crash.
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Rose Thorn
Novela JuvenilShe was beautiful, standing there with her pink hair sheltering her shoulders, her green eyes sparkling, her tiny fingernails painted a pale blue. Where she went nobody knows. It was summer, the sun was gorgeously dazzling our eyes, and me and Rose...
