Part Two.
Yes, I do know this is a tad confusing. Yet, all will come out near the middle, and all will make sense. I hope. Anyways, If you get too confused, email me and I will give you some spoilers and try to explain, but, just keep reading, all these dilemmas will come out in the end, and become one. Like, totally enjoy!
The sun was setting, and the sounds of sirens emerged from nowhere, in the desolate community of Chino.
Sandy had entered his Mercedes Benz and laid his briefcase on the dash.
Ryan opened the door to the car, and hesitated.
Looking back at the bungalow, he said to the tall, dark haired woman,
"I will be back, take care of her, and, Teresa,"
He stopped.
He walked over towards her and whispered something in her ear.
"Don't wait up for me. I don't know when I am coming back."
She nodded, looking worried, and went inside the house.
Ryan left, with Sandy at his side, to find out what had gone on.
What had gone on when he left Newport.
He had a horrible feeling within the pit of his stomach.
Although Sandy would not look at him, without frowning, Ryan had guessed something.
Ryan knew something.
He knew something had happened.
To Marissa.
And he needed to find out what exactly happened.
And that's why they were driving to Newport.
As they drove away, far away, from the yellow plaster kitchen, in that bungalow, within Chino.
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Kirsten stood in her kitchen drinking a cup of coffee.
She was standing, beside Jimmy sitting at the table.
He was reading a document.
It was a document from the hospital.
He sighed.
"I thought this would never happen again."
"I know, I know." Kirsten consoled.
Jimmy held up the document for Kirsten to read.
She held it up, and was suddenly struck with pain, and sorrow.
Those documents were Marissa's.
Marissa's hospital papers.
Yes, I do know this is a tad confusing. Yet, all will come out near the middle, and all will make sense. I hope. Anyways, If you get too confused, email me and I will give you some spoilers and try to explain, but, just keep reading, all these dilemmas will come out in the end, and become one. Like, totally enjoy!
The sun was setting, and the sounds of sirens emerged from nowhere, in the desolate community of Chino.
Sandy had entered his Mercedes Benz and laid his briefcase on the dash.
Ryan opened the door to the car, and hesitated.
Looking back at the bungalow, he said to the tall, dark haired woman,
"I will be back, take care of her, and, Teresa,"
He stopped.
He walked over towards her and whispered something in her ear.
"Don't wait up for me. I don't know when I am coming back."
She nodded, looking worried, and went inside the house.
Ryan left, with Sandy at his side, to find out what had gone on.
What had gone on when he left Newport.
He had a horrible feeling within the pit of his stomach.
Although Sandy would not look at him, without frowning, Ryan had guessed something.
Ryan knew something.
He knew something had happened.
To Marissa.
And he needed to find out what exactly happened.
And that's why they were driving to Newport.
As they drove away, far away, from the yellow plaster kitchen, in that bungalow, within Chino.
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Kirsten stood in her kitchen drinking a cup of coffee.
She was standing, beside Jimmy sitting at the table.
He was reading a document.
It was a document from the hospital.
He sighed.
"I thought this would never happen again."
"I know, I know." Kirsten consoled.
Jimmy held up the document for Kirsten to read.
She held it up, and was suddenly struck with pain, and sorrow.
Those documents were Marissa's.
Marissa's hospital papers.