ZARA
“Hazel we are going to be late!” I yelled at my daughter. We both woke late, and have been hurrying to meet up with time.
“Auntie Vic is waiting already!” I continued to yell, hopping she will rush outside this very second.
I haven't been to the firm in days, not after Matthew visited me or our thirty minutes kiss, or my daydream in his car.
I think about all of them, all the time. And it's part of the reason I haven't been to work. Despite me still thinking about what to do with the information he gave me about Monica.
But I didn't stay idle, Vic finally found an apartment she liked. Myself, and Hazel helped her move in.
It has been fun, especially with her trying not to hard to impress Evans. I mean what's with that, he is a driver.
“I'm ready, mama,” I turned to look at Haz
