Under the shocked gazes of the three boys, Emma squirmed a bit. ‘Did she say anything wrong?’ She wondered.
She had just mentioned Melvina only. A tiny thought at the back of her head nagged her a bit. It seems Melvina wasn’t just a common somebody; her instincts had been right.
Ever since she had discussed with her on the chair across the woods till when they got to the eatery, she knew there was something more to her. But till this moment, even for the life of her, Emma just couldn’t seem to place her finger on it, on who she actually felt Melvina was. She guessed she would have to wait on the boys to perhaps slip up the answer.
“What did you just say?” She heard a voice which she could tell was Clem’s, ask.
Tearing her gaze from Derek which her traitor eyes had settled on for a mi
