She also looked very red eyed and rather than face a confrontation I replied not to worry we were girls together so it didn’t matter. She lay on the...bed next to me and I continued to be engrossed in my book but kept getting distracted by her sniffing. In the end I put the book down and asked her what was the matter. She turned to face me in tears and said she’d had a row with her boyfriend and he had dumped her. She was so upset, I felt awful about thinking how irritating she had been on the. Your sister has been moping around for days now; she needs to get out of the house. Go to the beach or something I don’t really care but your mother needs some space so plan on staying out the whole day. Hell, take Oriana if you want.” He said between large gulps of water. “Um alright Dad. I’ll go get Ashley.” “I hope Mrs. Donovan feels better.” Oriana piped in. “I’ll pass that along sweetheart, have a good day.” He said before turning and heading in the direction of the. As it being early morning his thoughts drifted as they so often do back to other times he didn't know if he could say better. His mind continued to drift back to the horror's he had seen he absentmindedly started to let his hand drift up to his stomach through he's thick hoodie he could not feel the scars that would cover his body, his hands continued to drift up to his pecs! Finally realizing where he was and what his hand had been doing he brought it back down to grasp the cold beverage. The. I liked what I saw. Petite. Clothes clinging to her as if their life depended on it, emphasising what looked like a perfectly proportioned chest. Brunette, shoulder length hair. Black shirt ending at the waist. First two buttons undone. Some form of necklace; no, a crucifix with the cross dangling enticingly between her... Not for the first time, I gave silent thanks to the amazing ability of the human mind to process so much information, so quickly. Keeping my facial expression carefully.