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    Storm Brewing – (Chapter: ch 5 part one)

    I woke up to the sound of rain lightly pelting the tent around me, birds chirping in the distance like a sweet melody of calmness which reminded me of the times I awoke to them in my own bed. Again the cold air swept around me telling me I was alone yet again, making me wonder if I’d ever wake up and be able to see Spencer still safe and warm in my arms.

     

    A voice clearing behind me made me jump side ways looking toward the flap of a door way, there stood a Latina with long brown hair and almond size mocha eyes wearing a heavy winter coat, sweat pants and tennis shoes, her hair pulled back into a pony tail, “Who are you?”

     

    “Madison,” she replied stepping further in, turning around she locked the flap into place so it didn’t flutter open than turned back to face me, “What are your intentions with my sister-in-law?”

     

    “Intentions to whom?”

     

    “My sister-in-law…Spencer?” she shook her head as if annoyed with me as she sat down on a chair in the corner that was positioned so who ever sat could look out the screened window.

     

    “Um…I don’t know what you mean,” sitting up and stretching my arms while crossing my legs, “Where is she by the way?”

     

    “Out for a walk,”

     

    “She does that a lot?”

     

    “Spencer…how should I put this…isn’t a real people person,” she spoke softly, I could see in her eyes she cared deeply for the younger girl, “And again what are you intentions?”

     

    “Intentions for what?”

     

    “She told me you kissed her and I do not want you messing with her heart okay she doesn’t need that right now,” she sternly stared me down.

     

    “I don’t want to her to hurt either,”

     

    “Good, so you like her?” I nodded which made her smile warmly toward me for the first time since she’d come in here, she jumped from the chair and rushed to sit next to me on the bed, “Like, like like kind of like or just friend kind of like?”

     

    “Do all people in your village talk so strange?” I asked not being able to hold back the giggle escaping my throat.

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