I went after Nana. I had to persuade her to agree. I couldn't let go of Millie. I couldn't live without her. We went into the caravan. Dad had gone thankfully.
" I can't believe you would go after a gorga but most of all that you hid something." Gran didn't know that I hid a lot of things from her and my mates alike.
"Because I knew you wouldn't accept her."
" I don't."
"If you got to..."
"SHE'S A GORGA!!! GORGAS KILLED YOUR GRANDPA!!"
I was stunned. I knew how Grandpa died but Gran never talked about it. I knew this was why she hated gorgas but I knew that all Gorgas weren't alike. I sighed scratching the stubble on my cheek.
"I know", I said softly." But not all of them are like that. Millie certainly isn't. She's all ready to get rid of racism. She..she loves kids, her mum was abandoned by her Dad and commited suicide leaving her on her own and even after that, she refuses to believe the world is horrid. I feel so alive around her like I have value....and if you don't accept her..I'll leave."
I got out. There was no one by the tree so I went into the woods all set to go to her house.
YOU ARE READING
When the gypsy met the gorga
Romance"What if I died?",asked Stefan. "Huh?", Millie asked . "That's it. I can die any time..any second. Us Romanis believe that life is a short privilege and what I'm going to say might be..too early for a Gorga. I won't persuade you if you don't agree...
