“If I had done that, I bet even old dirty uncle Randy would have lost his shit.”Jessie thought that would have been funny as well. He admitted Ran...y never paid him much attention, but tonight it felt different.“Of course it did. You were acting different, dummy,” Emily observed. It was true – even in the short time Jessie had been gifted some responsibility over us, he’d started to act with confidence and without continually second-guessing himself. It was so strange to see him come out of his. I pretty much shut Roxy down the same as I did Bertha. I just didn't want to discuss it with anyone.June 10th I received a letter from Aunt Sylvie addressed to me here at the diner. Bertha, as luck would have it, was the one that happened to sort the mail that day. The letter just had a note and a snapshot in it."Rodney, Ginger isn't aware that I am sending you this note and the picture of her holding your namesake. She is wearing the dress you handed me when you were here last. Motherhood. “It’s not like you give a crap anyways, Samuel.” Allie shot back, knowing how to ruthlessly expose his weakness. Gasping, he pushed her back, penetrating her with his eyes with his unfiltered anger. “Is that what you thought, is that you’re conclusion of why we haven’t been spending time together any longer?” His mixed emotions flashed wildly behind his eyes. “I haven’t been spending time with you, little girl, because I knew how I couldn’t control myself. Clearly my concern for your wholesome. I day I was surfing our beloved ISS and read an story in which the boy fucked her maid when she stoled something from her mothers shelf. I too got an idea and on one Sunday when my family went to visit my aunts home I made my plan, as usually noorjahan started sweeping the house as she was coming to my room I kept an 50/- note under my bed and hid in my bathroom, my bathroom door has an tiny hole from which I can see my whole room. As she started sweeping my room she came near my bed and saw.