Sunday already - time flies, innit? I'm away this weekend, on vacation break with hubby & the hyenas, but I still wanted to have my six sentences go up and not disappoint the regular Six Sentence Sunday visitors who come over every week (my hugest, biggest, awesomest thanks for driving by and leaving me your comments! You don't know how much that fuels me to tackle on another hectic week *grin*)
Okay, so we're back in the yard of Dr. Jamie Gillespie's house in Camberry, Surrey. Jamie's just witnessed the nerve-wracking relationship between Margo and her daughter, 11-year-old Emma, as well as the mind game Emma is trying to drag her mother into. What's going on in his head?
Read on to find out :)
Her eyes on Emma, she seemed to have forgotten he stood there. She bit her full lower lip, and in that gesture, Jamie saw all the frustration and puzzlement riddling her; he was sure she wasn't a woman who wore her feelings on her sleeve, yet right then, he could read her like an open book.
What he saw tugged at his heart and his compassion - she might be out of the question as a conquest and potential love interest, but she remained a person in need of help.
Of healing . . . .
He blinked. Where does that thought come from? ...'
Thanks for dropping by today, peeps. I promise to drive by your blogs and check your sixes when I get home on Monday.
Have a lovely Sunday!
From Mauritius with love,