Building the swan house

part 22!! its a bit short, sorry, but i didn't have alot of time. enjoy!



part 21
She frowned at me before turning abruptly around and heading towards the window.
She wouldn’t. But then Alice’s thoughts from Italy played in my head. How she was into extreme sports these day.
“Okay,” I sighed. “I’ll give wewe a ride.”
She shrugged, very blasé. “Either way. But wewe probably should be there, too.”
“And why is that?”
“Because you’re extraordinarily opinionated, and I’m sure you’ll want a chance to air your views.”
Now I was feeling apprehensive.
“My maoni on which subject?”...

Chapter 12: The Truth can be so Surreal

I stepped out into the pale moonlit night, alone. I felt terrible that I wasn’t enjoying myself. Sienna had tried to cheer me up, but I kept bursting into tears. I told her what happened and explained everything (within reason) about Jacob. “Well then go get him, true upendo only comes once in a lifetime” she insisted. My aunt Alice had worked so hard trying to beautify my puffy eyes, I was wearing a shimmering sleeveless silver dress that fishtailed around my feet in little gauzy pieces like it was torn. “Like my heart” I thought darkly. My hair...