Natalie Jackson:
I didn't try begging Franklin again to take me to Michael's house, and the silence in the car was excruciating.
Franklin sighed and said, "I do not want you bringing up Michael again, and you should bar him from contacting you, okay?"
I remained silent and didn't reply.
"Natalie," Franklin called my name, and I responded, "Okay." I sighed and kept my gaze on the road as Franklin drove us back home.
I opened the ice cream package but didn't bother to lick it as the road was bumpy.
Soon, we arrived at Franklin's estate, and I watched as the estate security men pulled the gate open. Franklin sped up and soon arrived home.
As he parked his car in the driveway, I got out and sprinted into the house, holding the package of ice cream with me.
"Natalie," Franklin called me
