Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
She didn’t want to enter that house, and she pulled her bag close to her, reaching inside, and kept the smile firmly in place. Her mother stayed by her side.
Morwenna kept Tom in front of her, as he moved from room to room, and she noticed he didn’t go into much detail, keeping everything brief.
“It’s a nice place, honey,” her mother had said.
She noticed her mom was doing exactly the same as she was. Something else was going on. She was convinced of that now, more than ever. Her mother never behaved this way.
As they finished up the downstairs and settled on the kitchen, Tom got a call, and he held his finger up for them to remain there. Morwenna didn’t like this.
“Mom, I think we should get back to the car,” Morwenna said.
“Yes.”
They didn’t make too much noise as they made their way toward the dining room, and Tom’s voice could be heard out in the hallway. He was sounding cheery, but there was something off about him, and they got to the front door, and Morwenna opened it, only for it to let out a large creak. She stopped, and she knew he heard it.
“Get ready to run, Mom,” she said.
With her car keys in hand, Morwenna slammed the door open and took off, her mother close behind her. She rounded the car, climbing into the driver’s side, and was turning over the ignition as Tom came out of the house. He stood in the doorway, and Morwenna felt like an idiot, but at the same time, something didn’t sit right with her.
Pulling away from the driveway, her heart raced. “Mom, you’re going to have to tell me what the hell is going on,” Morwenna said. “We just ran out of a house, and that guy might just be having a bad selling day.”
“He didn’t know the first thing about that house. You can criticize me all you want, but you and I both know real estate agents know what they’re doing.”
“It could be his first day on the job.”
“You’re right, so why don’t we go back there and say we were just joking? Do you trust your opinion then?” her mother asked.
There was no way she was going back there. No way in hell. She put her foot to the gas and headed all the way back to Dwellers Point. There was no way she was going to just ignore this. The drive consisted of her mother texting on her cell phone, while at the same time looking around at the passing cars. That wasn’t normal. This was insane.
She arrived home, with no cars following them, but her father was outside the front door, gun in hand, and her mother was feeling erratic. Morwenna climbed out of the car and made her way toward her parents.
“It was them, I’m certain of it.”
“It was them, who?” she asked, looking from her mother to her father, and it looked like they were going to immediately clam up, and she was not interested in them keeping her in the dark. “Seriously, you think you’re going to be able to hide this from me? Are you completely insane? Mom went crazy because some random guy decided to drive way too close to the car. He was being intimidating, and Mom was freaking out. He then drove around us, and you start acting strange again. I have no idea what is going on right now, and you’re freaking me out because of it. None of this makes sense. Then at the house, there was some guy claiming to be a real estate agent, or perhaps he was some kind of real estate agent, I don’t know, but right now, I do not think this is funny, and you need to tell me what the hell is going on?”
She took a deep breath and expected her parents to either laugh or brush off her fear, instead, her father looked at her, so withdrawn.
“You better go inside,” Gus said. “This may take a while.”
****
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Star asked.
Bolt looked toward her, and even though her voice wasn’t the same, if he focused hard enough, he could see Morwenna looking back at him. His beautiful Morwenna with her brown eyes and long, brown hair. He knew she’d changed it recently, but that didn’t matter.
“You’re so beautiful, Wen,” he said.
There was a brief pause to her smiling lips, and it seemed to tighten as if she wasn’t happy with her name.
“Sorry, you don’t like being called Wen, do you? You’re so beautiful, Morwenna.” He reached up and pressed a hand to her face, and she let out a little moan.
It sounded nothing like the moans he was used to from Morwenna, but that didn’t matter. The way people sounded changed all the time, and Morwenna was here with him. He gripped her chin and looked into her eyes as he kissed her.