Chapter Nine
Ezra
It was late and I felt bone weary tired. A combination of jet lag, hospital visits, and the truth from our mother. She was as selfish as we had given her credit for. I mulled things over in my mind for a time, but it was no use. I wanted to see Lisa. Wanted her take on things. My bed in the states was almost always empty, but here, knowing this was the room where she'd slept while she looked after my house, I craved her to be in here, sharing the double bed with me. I thought of the scent she'd always worn, her soft skin, how she sighed and moaned in ecstasy. I reached for my mobile phone and sent her a text.
Ezra: I'm sorry it's late, but can you meet me early tomorrow for a coffee? Can you come here? Alice spoke with Jules and I tonight. Jules might need you too. I c
