Christmas was soon forgotten as Luca and I spent most of January in Genoa. There were lots of things going on at the shipyard. I began to get a bit worried about him. It was as if the whole world was on his shoulders and despite my gentle probing he wouldn’t share his troubles with me.

At the end of the first week in February, I’d just returned to the Apartment with some food when the phone rang.

“Si?”
A voice spoke heavily accented Russian to me.
“Да, это Fran” {yes. I am Fran}

13 Establishing Control of Amazon States of America

Bonnie said “yes your highness I will go and do the boys and girl and what about the older male?”. Kim answered “ he will be done once we have total control of Cuban area”. Bonnie said “ yes your highness “ Bonnie left do what she was told to do by her princess.

The Mandela Shift

A collaborative effort of Leila and Haylee V
(c) 2017

*Author's note:

I talked at length with Leila the other day. She is going through a rough patch right now (nothing that should concern our gentle readers, though), and I have had issues with my health and moving into a new residential care facility. She has given me the go-ahead to post the next chapter of our combined saga. We sincerely hope you like what we've come up with.

Haylee V*

Chapter Four

The first thing Renata feels when she wakes-up is numbness and a tightness to her body. Her throat felt dry and she felt so weak. She manages to move her head to the side and notice Jesse sitting there next to her sound asleep. He was holding her hand in his as a smile appears on her face. She squeezes his hand and closes her eyes as she drifts off to sleep again.

The next time she wakes up, she notices that Jesse was still holding her hand and watching her.

“Well, good afternoon sleepy head.” A smile forms on Jesse’s face when he notices Renata’s eyes opening again.

When the trio arrived at Mommies and gone inside. They were shown to a back table that Paul and Kat normally requested when they ate here. Kat ordered salads for everyone, while she gave Brittney time to browse the menu to decide what she wanted to eat. Kat was having her normal, which was homemade spaghetti which came with three huge meatballs. The sauce was a Sicilian style sauce made fresh daily. Paul orders his usual which is a Carbonara dish. Brittney didn’t know what to order. So, she orders the same as Kat.

Carmen starts getting ready for her number. Her and Jesse had, had an argument this morning about her coming back to work. One, because she really isn’t of legal age to perform as a drag queen and two, because the cartel guys that were after her were laying low, because another group was moving in on their territory and they couldn’t spare any one right now. That’s what Jesse had gotten from that guy he had caught the other night. She was getting tired of being shut-up in his house with nothing to do except watch television and listening to his cd’s.

The following morning the girls were still a little confused about what had happened last night. However, last night had demonstrated to them that there was nothing their new family wouldn’t do for them. They also learned that the wolves were indeed vicious animals and would defend them. Julia and Gina was wondering where their father had gotten off too. They had seen him at breakfast, but he had taken off afterwards. He wasn’t out on the property or in his office. They also hadn’t seen Chaos this morning, but that was normal for him.

“Hey sleepy head, it’s time to get up.” Kimberly shakes Angel’s shoulder lightly to wake her up.

Angel slowly opens his tired eyes and look at who was shaking him awake.

“Ah, there’s the beautiful emerald green eyes, we love so much.” Kimberly gives Angel a sisterly smile.

Angel blinks his eyes a few times to get the sleep out of them.

“What’s wrong?” Angel was still feeling groggy.

Brittney could smell the scent of bacon cooking in the air. She had woken-up early and decided to just stay in bed. The bed she was laying on had the scent of lavender to the sheets and blanket. She had been told that she could sleep in this room last night by Kat. The room itself looked to have belong to a teenage girl. There were posters of men on the wall and of bands. A vanity table and stuff animals and books. It had the same smell as the bed of Lavender, now mixed with the smell of bacon.

 
 
*Gothic Girlfriend*

 
 
I watched the countryside passing the other side of the glass, the glass of a bus window. My ‘boyfriend’ has revealed himself to be a grade one tight wad, first it was the flask on the train up to York then this.
"What?” I almost snapped.
"Er nice view,” Rory suggested.