The restaurant is only a few floors down, so she takes the time to fix her hair in the mirrored walls of the elevator.He orders for the both of them, ...ince the menu isn’t in English or Spanish. To her surprise, he orders a bottle of wine, but only one glass.“Aren’t you going to share?” She throws on a light teasing tone.“You, young miss, aren’t old enough.”She rolls her eyes and chortles. “Oh please.”He purses his lips at her.“Really? You’re going to drink that all by yourself?”“Tell me about. " "Uh, no father," Jonathan replied, "I'm just here to blanket your arrival from the norms, you are kind of loud when you arrive." One of my dad's court stepped forward in a threatening manner, "you young pup! You'll show the proper respect to the clan..." Looking at him I just waved my hand and stared hard at him, "you had better realize who the fuck you are dealing with before you open your mouth!" Growling I started to squeeze, as the man started to choke my father put his hand on my. Maybe mom forgot to put the return address on it. She can be a little flighty sometimes. He set the box down on the coffee table and went into the kitchen. Avery grabbed a knife from the block on the counter and a soda from the fridge, then went back into the living room. He settled on the couch and cut open the box. Whatever he’d been expecting to find inside, a vase, made of clear blue glass with gold trimming, was not it. Must have been mom, he thought, setting the knife down and lifting the. She began the music once more, trying to keep her eyes away from the window, which gave view to her father climbing out of the pool, after swimming a few laps, grabbing a towel from a small table, and walking inside. She heard a door open and shut gently. She heard footsteps on the bamboo floors, and then heard the sound of someone climbing the stairs to her loft. In a matter of seconds her dad was in her room, a towel wrapped around his shoulders like a little child in a cape. She finished her.