Giving Thanks - Part 5Monday 3rd NovemberGiving Thanks - Part 5 by KP-Presents
“Another Monday, another first period of Math,” Jeannie said as Jo lifted her into her chair, and Becky and Nikki joined her.
“How did you spend the weekend anyway,” Nikki said as they made their way to the entrance gates, Jo following them.
“Mum and I spent most of Saturday with the people from LerraBella, talking about their plans for the next few months, nixing a couple and making alternative arrangements. Sunday I spent doing my assignments.”
As they went in, they saw Miss Tennant talking to Ally Rochermann. “Having an honest debate about the paper on Saturday, I’d imagine,” Abby said as she and the others joined them.
“So did you all say goodbye to David’s brothers yesterday?”
“We spent the morning in Central Park,” Pepsi said, “and then we saw them off to the airport. I hope he calls…”
“Ah the innocence
Gaining Your Independance“Wow – this place is amazing,” Bobbi said as she stood at the large window, looking down the street at the traffic and stores on either side. The country girl had moved to the city a month or so previously to attend college, and her mother and sister were visiting her for the first time.Gaining Your Independance by KP-Presents
She had shoulder length brown hair, and wore a blue denim blouse over a long sleeved striped top, a brown cotton skirt in a tiered design, and knee length brown leather boots. As she stared down the road, her sister Joanne looked at her and said “You really like this place?”
“Yeah I do,” Bobbi said as she turned and looked at her. Joanne had long dark brown hair, and was wearing a white lace top over a camisole, a dark short skirt, patterned tights and baggy brown leather boots. The boots was a clothes theme echoed by their mother Andrea, who wore hers over a pair of black leggings. A red vest top with a light brown and white lace
Giving Thanks - Part 6Sunday 9th NovemberGiving Thanks - Part 6 by KP-Presents
The Richmond Mansion
“George – I was wondering if you’d call by today.”
“Good Morning Sandy, Good morning Heather,” George kissed both women before they sat down.
“How is Allison George?” Sandy looked at him as she quietly said “we saw the papers.”
“Traumatized,” George said sadly. “They’ve admitted her to the psychiatric unit at Bellevue for Observation.”
“Oh poor thing.” Sandy put her hand out to her ex-husband. “I’m so sorry. How is Jennifer?”
“She’s at my mothers.” George shook his head and then put it in his hands.
“Well at least neither of you was in the house as well.” Heather smiled kindly.
“The police think that maybe it was our not being there that triggered the raid.”
“Oh?” Heather’s ears shot up as she sat forward.
“Yeah - They think that ma