“What’s so funny?”
I asked with concern. XXNX “What are you gonna tell my mom?”
I said, now getting a little bit of my natural “me” mind back. That’s when I realized I was a sub through and through… “Have you drank today miss Peterson?”
He asked with a sturdy, professional voice. Michael put a tray of, well I didn’t know what it was until much later, on the counter and came and hugged me, a bit too tight in my opinion but at least he wasn’t trying to cope a feel. The next morning I got up and they were already gone, on the fridge was a note that read… Well needless to say my little kitty was purring at that time. He put a hand, a big hand on my shoulder and forced me on my knees without breaking a sweat. Don’t get me wrong though, it started crappy like my last three birthdays, but it ended in a way I couldn’t ever anticipated. And Michael didn’t have one either and there was no phone in the house, the only accessible phone was Jessi’s cell phone but she was already off taking a shower.
