Chapters (47)
- Cover
- Content Discovery
- Dedication
- Dante Luciano
- Annie Peterson
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Annie - 12 months later
- Do you want more?
- Also by Samantha Skye
- About the Author
Watching him, I can see a resemblance to the man who brought me here, so it could be his son. Does that mean he is married? Am I sleeping in a married couple’s bed? I didn’t see any female products in the bathroom, but maybe she isn’t here right now…
I feel sick thinking about it, realizing that I may have been romanticizing about a married man.
The little boy remains silent, so I begin to talk. I talk about everything and nothing. His eyes flick to me and he nods at times, but no sounds come from his mouth. Because I babysat a lot back home, I know it takes some kids a long time to open up to strangers. And since I don’t want to make him uncomfortable, I just continue on. Not asking him questions, not requiring him to talk in return.
“You are so lucky to have this many Legos. I didn’t have anything like this when I was your age. I used to play moms and dads, except I didn't really have any friends either, so I played both the mom and the dad. I wasn’t very good at it, though. I only ever had a mom, so I wasn’t sure what the dad was even supposed to do! But I copied what I saw on TV.”
He doesn’t say anything, so I continue.
“My favorite show was the Simpsons, but Homer… although he was funny, I can’t really remember him doing much around the house. That was always Marge. Oh, and I loved her hair! I always wanted to dress up as Marge for Halloween.” I glance over at him as he’s assembling a new part of the spaceship, still quiet as can be. “I never got to do Halloween. My mom used to say the candy would rot my teeth and that I had beautiful teeth.” He looks at me then, so I smile wide to show him my teeth, and he nods before looking back down at his masterpiece.
“But I had a really nice neighbor. Her name was Lilly, and sometimes she would sneak me some candy. My all-time favorite are Peanut Butter Cups. They are sooo good. I wish we had some of those right about now.” I hum as I briefly dream of the peanut butter and chocolate hitting my tongue. They are my favorite, but I haven’t had them in a very long time.
He looks up at me and smiles, before giving me a sly nod so I know he likes them too.