Her saving Grace

Chapter 8

The day passed by quickly and school ended. I was sitting on a bench in the school yard waiting for Jasmine. She had said that her gym teacher wanted to ee her and she knew that it would take a while. She would always say that her gym teacher did not like he and had it out for her since sophomore year.

jasmine had invited me to have a sleepover at her house. I was really grateful as usual for these sleepovers as I didn’t have to go home and face an im ending beating. I could also have one night where I’m safe and sleep peacefully. Allan did not care if I was th re or not. Most times he didn’t even know I was not there.

1 also look forward to a warm home-cooked meal and I really love jasmine’s mother’s meals. Mrs. Thomas was a great cook and is a nice woman. She reminded me of how my mother was. She was always taking care of others. Jasmine knew I was grateful to be around her mother, because she knew how much I missed my mother.

Thinking about my mother again and the dream I had this morning, I took out my locket from inside my blouse and looked at my mother. I ran my hand over the picture and felt better. Every time I looked at my mother’s picture, I felt this way. Her smile was heart warming and I knew she is always with me.

“Pretty lady.” I heard a voice behind me and I jumped and spun around. Standing over me was Carson Knight in all his annoying glory.

“What do you want, Carson?” I asked, closing my locket and putting it back inside my blouse. “Nothing. Who is she?” He asked. He came from behind me and sat on the bench beside me. “What’s it to you?” I asked crossing my arms.

“Woah, you’re serving up a plate of feisty, Kitten.” He said raising his hands in defence. I sighed as I gave in. “She is my mother.” I replied.

you. I guess you

to. She died two years ago.” I

sorry to hear that.”

. “Thanks.” I replied. To be honest, I

“Well, there is somewhere I need to be.” He saluted me and walked off in the direction of his car, without waiting for a response. Ye, he was back to the Carson I

boy. One minute he as here showing concern and the next, he seems

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to unravel the mystery of Carson Knight as I saw jasmine walking from the school building and gesturing to

content, but only a

a party or hang out at a bar with his drinking

when I heard his car left the house. I took up my phone and looked at the time. It was a quarter pass

I saw only a small amount of milk left in the milk carton. It has been a while since I went shopping. This is due to

or not. He did not care about me. All he cared about was his alcohols in the cabinet. My mother had left