Back My Destiny
Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Content Discovery
  3. Dedication
  4. Dante Luciano
  5. Annie Peterson
  6. Dante
  7. Annie
  8. Dante
  9. Annie
  10. Dante
  11. Annie
  12. Dante
  13. Annie
  14. Dante
  15. Annie
  16. Dante
  17. Dante
  18. Annie
  19. Dante
  20. Annie
  21. Dante
  22. Annie
  23. Dante
  24. Annie
  25. Dante
  26. Annie
  27. Dante
  28. Annie
  29. Dante
  30. Annie
  31. Dante
  32. Annie
  33. Dante
  34. Annie
  35. Annie
  36. Dante
  37. Annie
  38. Dante
  39. Annie
  40. Dante
  41. Annie
  42. Dante
  43. Annie
  44. Annie - 12 months later
  45. Do you want more?
  46. Also by Samantha Skye
  47. 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.