Rainy Days' Recovery
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Then there’s slack- immediate slack- and his body isn't pressed up against mine. I fall to the floor and then I’m huddled there, staring up to him through mascara ran cheeks and blurry vision. He runs his hand nervously through his hair as I pull my panties up and then the dress to cover myself. I’m shaking, I’m such an idiot. He begins to pace, his eyes never leaving me and the hallway that we are both in. I pull my knees up to my chest, trying to think but the world is swirling around me. I feel numb, I feel weightless, I feel drunk- no I feel wasted.
"Rainy Days' Recovery" tells the story of two unlikely paired people; seventeen year old Amelia Reed and twenty-four year old James Clayton. Through what seems to be the worst second impression a man could give, Amelia and James find themselves stuck in a house together not knowing what to expect from the other. After all, who couldn't imagine the tension between newly appointed step-siblings after what happened?
What will come of the sarcastic yet walking on eggshells girl and the cocky, arrogant beyond belief boy living under one roof? What happens when someone gets hurt- bad? He was suppose to be looking after her but he wasn't, not then.
The thing is, he just might need her as much as she needs him.
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