I didn't know whether to loudly announce my presence or try and hide until they had finished and gone back inside. There was a low brick wall which wa... partially obscured by foliage and me, being the anti-confrontational sort that I was, well I sat down and lit a smoke of my own, cursing the fact that I hadn't gone for a pee before I left the flat. Shit, I was bursting. No choice now but to wait it out."Nice?" she practically spat at him, dropping her cigarette and grinding it out with her. Ethan let out a long sigh, almost wishing that he was Ms. Sheridan. Shehad everything... And everything seemed so easy for her. Ethan didn'tnotice that the coin in his pocket was warming up at these thoughts.Then Ethan's thoughts shifted a little and he smirked as he thought ofher great body. She was so sexy, even if she did come off as cold andsnobby most of the time. Perhaps it was because of those things that hefound her so interesting, though her great body certainly didn't hurt.He would. A truthI’m cold. Afraid. Anxious. Nervous. About a future that is unclear. Closing my eyes I see and feel it. Warmth. Courage. Strength. Ambition. Understand what that means? I am broken. Torn in half between two worlds, darkness and light. Is there a third? Yes. It’s the driving force. There is the freezing wind and the flame. It’s unfortunate as both are capable of burning a thing. It’s more than just simple words. Truth.prison builtPaved streets, concrete walls, wooden structures, and things. My sisters is at my Aunt Jan's! My momma is here with me. I bet her doesn't know you are here. Momma! Momma!"Christy shook her head, "So now what do we do? She's never going to believe us?"Rebecca smiled at them sheepishly. "I have an idea, but you're not going to like it."Misty broke in. "Well, we had better try something before someone hears her screaming and calls the police. I would hate to try and explain that she's our "older" sister."Rebecca continued. "The only way she is going to.