CHAPTER 166
Chosen By The Moon
âSheâs basically become that boys motherâ¦â One of my old neighbours said to another. Once I made my way into the store I walked over to the desk an âI heard she might have to quit school!â Spoke another. One thing I hated more than anything was gossipers.
âShes just a child herself, how can a mother put so much pressure on her daughter?!â Urgh, I was beyond livid. Yes my mom may have broken down, bu poor thing.â
I felt my eyes prick with tears but fought them back. Everyone could speculate on my situation as much as they wanted, but they would never know the truth, and that was that my small family were barely staying a float. It was easy to gossip and criticise other people when in you knew nothing about their life, but speaking about things and experiencing them first hand were completely different and the tightrope we were on truly was.
Present dayâ¦.
âYour graceâ¦? Your graceâ¦.? Dylan?â Huh, I shook my head quickly and finally met the eyes of the man who had helped me change the license plate o âSorry, I switched off for a second.â I was that exhausted after being awake and on the go for so long that I had began day dreaming. The entire time I w âAre you sure this is the route Ryan takes?â I nodded my head and sighed looking at the scrunched up piece of paper I had given him with the instructions sc âThatâs definitely his route. When you get stopped at the borders donât let anyone see that paper. Make sure you tell border control that youâre only late
roughly trying to keep myself focused on my task. I had zoned out for so long that a tired taste began to take over my mouth. You know the one I mean, âIs there anything you havenât thought of?â The man chuckled before looking at me again this time with sympathy, 1 rolled my eyes slightly, I was beginn a passion. âHey, erm⦠Iâm really sorry about everything thatâs happened to you.â He looked somewhat ashamed for even bringing things up but I admit I I hadnât even realised that Iâd said something like that on live tv. Did I really tell the world that I had been defiled? Had I made myself out to be a victim?
people to think I was a strong person. Although with the way I broke down at my mothers death I was hardly a strong character. I couldnât for the life of m Chosen By The Moon