Chapter 68 part 1: Ice of Flying The snow had fallen gently from the outside of my living room window as I had sat on my sofa, a pale blue blanket strewn over my legs. Notebook paper was laid out on the coffee table in front of me, while my romantic novel, Dark Serpent: The Frozen Destiny by Jenna Grant, was placed unsteadily in my lap. I was waiting for a certain someone to come to my house, since Grandma Mams, once again, was out and about the town, checking out some brand new stores which had opened up. I had just finished up Chapter 200 of my book when I had gotten bored, waiting so long for my arriving guest to come. Shutting the book gently and placing a bookmark on my place, I had removed my reading glasses and had folded them gently, placing them on the table. Bakura had strolled down the long driveway at a leisurely pace. The velvety darkness of night had cloaked him so completely, that he was assured easy clearance into my house. Things are so much fun my way Bakura hadChapter 68 part 1: Ice of Flying21 hours ago in Short Stories
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I look around the room, my stomach is horribly knotted. The few people who have come through did seem to enjoy my work. But smiles can be fake; I know that better than anyone. Alex did say the wine was good. Its free to the viewer’s so I’d hope so. Another woman approaches me with a smile plastered across her face and begins to talk to me about my work. “My husband and I love you work.” She tells me sipping her wine she waves over her husband to join in the conversation. “Don’t we just love her work honey?” She enthuses to her husband. “Yeah it’s wonderful how you capture their emotions. Did you learn in school how to draw like this?” I shake my head at this question for the fifth time. “No I learnt as I grew up.” “Natural born talent.” The wife nods along amused. “Sure with a lot of hours of practising of course.” Her husband states, his wide eyes staring at me for approval.