"Mom! I'm headed out to Christy's house to hang out. I'll be back later" I yelled loudly as I was going out the door.

"Be back by 6 for dinner" Mom yelled back.

A chapter that simply describes and connects events that lead on to other developments. Drustina is lined up for 'royal duties'.

The Angry mermaid 29.

Or

Y Morforwyn Dicllon 29.

Mabina. The youngest daughter and Twin to
Drustan Her twin brother.
Grandpa Erin the twins grandfather.
Giana The twins grandmother
Caderyn The twins father.
Herenoie The twins wise and beautiful mother.
Morgaran The Twins oldest brother.
Aiofe The twins oldest sister. Famous for her beauty.
Tara The twins second oldest sister. Famous for her grace.

CHAPTER 101
That was a surprise. Four words, there, that give only a hint of the feeling I had of the floor dropping away from me. There was a whole world of implications in that one word, and I was instructed specifically not to raise it with Den.

CHAPTER 100
Eric took as much time off as he could, because the problem with cut feet is that there is no way to walk on them without flexing and opening the scars.

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From: Kat432578@ gmail.com
Re: Where are you?

Ugh. I feel terrible, Marisa. The deed is done, and there is no going back. I feel like I’ve been kicked between the legs by a giraffe. Thank God for pain medication. I cannot imagine what I would feel like if I wasn’t jacked up right now.

CHAPTER 99
Sam let himself in two days after that. He brought flowers, chocolate and news.

“How are the feet?”

“Sore, but it’s the itching that’s driving me up the wall”

CHAPTER 98
Eric took me back to my little room an hour later. I was astonished at how tired I felt, how hungry and drained. He slipped me a bar of Green and Black’s, and though I did give him a piece the rest seemed to evaporate from the wrappings.

CHAPTER 97
I had slippers on, so I ran across the broken glass just as the petrol tank went up, almost drowning the thunder of Kirsty hurtling down the stairs. I turned straight at her, pushing her back inside.

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Re: Hot date!

Sorry for the short note, but the time change is really getting me. I promise to be longer next time.

OMG! You are not going to believe this, girl!

CHAPTER 95
So it was, two weeks later, as I struggled to zip up the skirt of the slate-grey suit I had chosen for the ceremony. Low heels to match, and of all things Eric had insisted I wear a bloody hat, some stupid thing of stiff net and dangles.

A little departure for me. I hope you like it!

“Get out of bed, boy! That yard ain’t gonna mow itself! Move it!”

I sat straight up in bed, wanting to yell out. My dad, ex Gunnery Sergeant Patrick “Mac” McCoy was really good at jarring me from sleep. He lived to do it to his Marine recruits, and nothing was different at home.

“Okay, Dad. I’m up. I’m up.” It was 6:30 AM. Who mowed the lawn at 6:30 in the freakin’AM?

A Sweets Life-Chapter 3

She was torn. What does one wear to their first time shopping as a girl?

“Candy! Are you okay, sweetie?”

“Yeah, Mom! I’ll be down in a few minutes!”

Oh, the heck with it. I’ll just do the denim skirt and a T-shirt, and my wedges. If I’m gonna do this, let’s do it girly!

Decision made, she was dressed quickly, and headed down the stairs.

“Dang, girl, what took so long?” Jenna said, smiling. “Just kidding, sweetheart. I know you’re nervous.”

A Sweets Life-Chapter 2

I'm back with more, as promised!

As usual, Robin, Tina and Jenny waited to walk Andrew to school. No one made a big deal about it, but each girl carried in her heart the memory of the promise they had made to Mr. Gabriel, that they would protect Andrew.

Besides, it was fun! Andrew was very smart and funny, and a great friend. Walking together was a treat, not a chore. It just brought the four of them closer together.

CHAPTER 92
The next morning was the usual post-party nightmare of half-eaten food and filthy glasses, not to mention a mild hangover. The Woodruffs had stayed over, and the girls, but everyone else had made their way home by cab or shanks’ pony. There were things to do, and fortunately there were young people to kick out of their sleeping bag who could be made to do it. I don’t think I look terrifying in a pair of fluffy pink slippers and a terry dressing gown, but I did my best.

 
I was rehearsing the words in my mind as I walked in. Supermarkets were so different now to what they had been when I was younger, so many more things to buy, so many more to dream of. I had been through the big Asda store with the lies, and now it was time for Tesco. Pretty…there were dresses and tops, skirts and shoes, boots and bags, and unless I could gather the courage I would walk out lacking them all.