Chapter 34
Prince Ezerette Mclane
Mrs. Thompson sighed as she took a seat on one of the bench that faced the beautiful roses. Hesitantly, I took a seat beside her. The air was warm and Mrs. Thompson's hair flew. The trees rustled and moved as the strong wind gushed over us. The birds chattered happily and I was surprised there's no tension hovering around us. We just sat in silence as we watched the nature did its beauty. I combed my hair carelessly with my fingers, making it messier. Mrs. Thompson sighed again and this time, you could see how depressed she was, how sorry she was, how regretful she was.
"Why are you here?" She spoke finally, her voice sounded like she's about to break. I felt bad for her. No mother should feel this way. I knew that she loved Josh, and that she treated J
