Natalie Jackson:
I silently glanced at the road as Franklin drove the car out of his estate and headed for the shopping complex.
A few drives later, he pulled to a stop and announced, "We're here."
"Okay," I said, snapping out of my trance as I harbored thoughts about Michael in my mind. This shouldn't be my concern, but I couldn't help but feel bad for Michael, wishing he had a woman in his life and didn't spend his time chasing after a married woman.
I am still amazed that Michael likes me. It was surprising to me because I knew many people loathed me because of my mother's history.
I sighed, stepping out of the car as Franklin helped me pull the car door open, and we walked into the shopping plaza together.
"Must we shop for what we will be wearing here?" I asked him, whispering i
