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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 18: The Confessions
"STUPID BED!" Amy had fallen asleep for about two hours, but then woke up because the mattress had made her back stiff.
"How could have Anamaria slept on the every night? It's as hard as a rock. Of course having a hangover doesn't help much either. Thank God I only have a headache…so far. I swear from all that yelling Jack did I thought my head was going to burst. But I can handle my liquor well…most of the time. It's what I do while I'm drunk that I have a problem with. At least I didn't do anything as crazy as that one night in Tortuga. Ah, yes…I will never forget that. Good times." Amy lit the lamp that was on Ana's nightstand and looked at her clothes. There were stains all over from the rum and some how there was a small cut in the fabric on one of the sleeves.
"Have I been wearing this all night? Why didn't anyone tell me how dirty I was? Well they're pirates. I probably look clean compared to them. I have to get out of this. Hope Ana has something I could wear." Amy swung her legs over the side and sat up. Instantly, her head got dizzy and the room started to spin. She put her hands on either side of her head to help her get over the dizziness. Once the dizziness passed, she got off the bed and looked through the chest in front of the bed. At the very bottom, she found a clean nightgown that looked like it had never been worn.
"Guess she didn't like to wear them. Maybe since she was a whore she didn't need to wear them." Amy closed the chest, and took off her boots, pistol, and her sash. She changed out of the rest of her clothes and into the gown. The gown was sleeveless and went down to her knees and was made of a soft light blue cotton material
"That feels so much better. I think I'm going to keep this. She's not going to use it any time soon. But it's not like she's going to need it since she's a whore. Now that that's taken of, it's time to do something about that bed." Amy got under the covers and tried to make herself comfortable, but couldn't. She squirmed around readjusting the blankets and sheets but still felt uncomfortable.
"Stupid bloody bed! How could she sleep in this? This is the worst bed ever! These blankets itch like crazy!" Amy took the sheets on the bed and folded them over so she now had extra padding under her.
"Even like this it still feels as hard as a rock! I'm never going to get any sleep. There's only one choice I have. I always could go in…no. I'm not going to give in so easy. There has to be some way to make this bed comfortable." Amy took the blankets and flipped them over and did the same with the bedspread. The blankets were still rubbing up against her skin and felt like she was sleeping next to a sheep.
"Guess I have no choice. I hate giving in so easily. But I'm never going to get over this hangover if I don't have any sleep. Stupid bed. I'm going to kill myself for this in the morning. Jack is never going to let me live this down. But first, I need a hairpin." Amy flung her feet out of the bed and looked in the drawers of her dresser. In one drawer she found a flask and quickly opened it to see if there was any rum left, but there was none.
"Stupid Anamaria." Irritated, she threw it on the floor and continued searching. In one small drawer near the top, she found exactly what she was looking for, a small hairpin. Amy walked over to the door, and started to play around with the doorknob using the hairpin. About a minute later, she got the door unlocked and poked her head into the hallway and made sure no one was there. She quietly stepped out of her room and closed the door and walked quietly to Jack's room, which she hoped was the room next to hers if she remembered right. She opened the door as softly as she could and looked inside. She could see Jack with the bedcovers wrapped around him, like a little child.
"I'm…going…to…kill…that…monkey." Amy giggled to herself but realized that she laughed to loud and Jack started to move. She pulled her head out of the room and closed the door slightly. Once she was sure Jack was not awake, she opened the door again and poked her head in and saw that everything was fine. She tiptoed into the room, closing the door behind her, and walked towards the bed. Halfway there, she took a wrong step and made the floor creek. Amy froze in her steps and hoped that Jack didn't wake up. Jack turned so that he was facing Amy but did not wake up. She continued her way to the bed and lifted the covers to get in. Much to her enjoyment, he was shirtless. She smiled at this and crawled into bed lying on her side facing away from Jack.
'I'll give him ten seconds for him to put his arm around my waist. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5…' but was cut off by Jack's arm snaking around her waist. She decided to let him keep his arm there for tonight. He wasn't going to know since he was asleep. Actually, she was glad that he did put his arm around her waist. Amy closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep. She was starting to fall asleep when she felt Jack's arm moving slowly down her waist and now onto her hip and still moving.
'HE'S NOT ASLEEP!' Amy quickly rolled over and placedher hands firmly on both of Jack's shoulders and pinned him to the bed and hovered over him.
"If those hands go any lower, I'm going to chop them off. Do you understand me?"
"Perfectly."
"Good. Now if you excuse me, I'm going back to sleep." Amy took her arms off of Jack's shoulders and started to crawl back to her spot but Jack grabbed her left wrist and pulled her back so she was now lying right next to him and facing him.
"Why are you in here? I figured you would still be knocked out."
"Number one, I can handle my rum very well so I do not stay knocked out very long and I only have a headache, in case you would like to know. Number two, do you is as hard as a rock! And those blankets! They feel like you're sleeping next to a sheep or something! That was the most uncomfortable bed I've ever been in! There is no way I'm going back in there!" Jack slightly giggled and put a very proud looking smirk on his face.
"So ye decided to come in here with me."
"Well it's not like I had many choices. I either could have suffered through the night and get no sleep or I could come in here with you and at least get some sleep. If you want me to I can leave."
"No it's alright. Ye can stay here. But wasn't it just this morning that ye found me sleeping next to ye and yelled at me? And here you are, sneaking into my bed because you want to be with me."
"I did not come in here because you were in here. I came here because I knew this would be the only way I could get some sleep."
"Of course. Ye said it yourself. Ye slept better since I was next to you."
"No, I came in here because I knew you had a better bed, and I still regret saying that."
"Nothing ye can do about it now."
"I know. I hate it. Now Jack, I really am tired from the party and I really would like to get some sleep." Amy scooted over to her side of the bed and laid on her back and closed her eyes.
"So this isn't the first time you've been dancing on tables?" Amy opened her eyes to see a shirtless pirate's eyes staring at her right above her head with a huge mischievous grin on his face.
"Did Gibbs tell you that?"
"Yeah."
"Why did he have to tell you? I'm going to have to talk to him about that."
"So ye can get pretty wild when you get drunk?"
"Are you kidding? Sarah and me are the original party girls. I was acting pretty tamed tonight."
"What other kinds of things have ye done before?"
"I'm not telling you."
"Oh come on."
"If I tell you, you will never let me live it down. Did Gibbs tell you about that one night in Tortuga?"
"No."
"Thank goodness. Ah yes, those were good times."
"Why? What did ye do?"
"Let's just say I can never go back there." Jack's already huge smirk grew into a grin.
"What did ye do?"
"I'm not telling you."
"Please?"
"Goodnight Jack." Amy rolled onto her side and closed her eyes.
"Tell me."
"Go to sleep Jack."
"I'm not going to let ye sleep until I know what you did."
"Too late. I'm asleep (snores very loudly)."
"No you're not." Amy just continues snoring. Jack sighed and went back to his side of the bed.
"Night Amy."
"(snores) Night Jack (snores more)." Amy eventually stopped snoring and started to fall asleep. When she was half asleep, she felt an arm snake around her waist and pulled her closer to him so she was right next to him. Amy smiled and continued to fall asleep, only she didn't know that Jack saw her smile.
The sunlight shone through the windows. Amy moaned and squirmed in her place, and finally yawned. She opened her eyes and realized that is was not in her own room. Slowly the events of last night came back to her and realized that she was in Jack's room. She was still in the same spot she was the night before, right up against Jack with his arm tightly around her waist.
"Jack," she whispered, " Jack?" He was not awake yet. Amy was both happy and sad about this. She was happy that she could stay so close to Jack without him questioning her, but sad because she couldn't talk to him. Amy sighed and snuggled up to Jack even further. She felt his grip tightened around her waist.
'Jack. I wonder if he really is asleep. Either he's faking it and waiting to do something to me or he really is asleep. Oh well I really don't care right now. Evil bloody sunlight! I swear one day I'm going to kill it! It woke me up from my sleep. Again! Both times with Jack too. Why can't it just let me be? It hates me, that's why. Ok I can't take it any more. Stupid bloody sunlight is blinding me!'
Amy slowly took Jack's arm off of her waist and switched sides so that se was now facing Jack and away from the window. She remembered that he was shirtless and took this opportunity to ogle at him. He actually looked kind of peaceful when he sleeps, instead of his usual crazy, drunken pirate self. Amy mentally laughed at herself for having perverted thoughts and closed her eyes. She grabbed the pillow that she was laying on and hugged it like a little girl. She had always slept like this and it made her feel comfortable.
Amy was able to rest for a few minutes, undisturbed, until she felt a warm hand touch her face and tucked a lose hair behind her ear. Amy wanted to smile so badly but she knew if she did Jack would know that she was awake.
'So he is awake. Wonder what he was doing. Oh well, that was very sweet. He doesn't know that I'm awake yet. Oh, I could have fun with this.' Amy hugged the pillow tighter and curled up into a ball and moaned.
"Go…away…dad."
'This is going to be so much fun.'
"Ye have to get up now Amy." Amy was biting her tongue as hard as she could to keep herself from laughing.
"I don't want to. I'm having… a wonderful…dream.
"Really? About who?"
'Idiot, doesn't know what he got himself into.'
"About…"
"Yes?"
"Harry."
"Harry? Why are ye dreaming about Harry?"
"Because he has a normal sounding first name, unlike yours."
"What?" Amy opened her eyes and looked up at Jack, who was right over her head, and pointed her finger right in his face.
"HA HA! I KNEW IT! Trying to get inside my personal thoughts are we?"
"Well…I…uh…um…ah…"
"Just admit it. You were eavesdropping on my personal dreams."
"No, I was really…um…"
"You were really what?"
"Just give me a second. I'll think of something."
"HA! See if you weren't really spying on me you would have said otherwise already. You just needed time to think of a lie to tell me."
"No, that's not true! I just needed time to…ah…"
"See! You need to think of a lie for thinking of a lie. You just keep lying and lying and lying…"
"Ok fine! Yes I was spying on ye, happy?"
"Very much so."
"You have get everything out of me don't you?"
"Of course I do. It's fun to watch you get annoyed."
"So…"
"So what?"
"What did you do that one time in Tortuga?" Amy rolled her eyes back and covered her face with the sheet.
"Not this again."
"Come on. I admitted that I was spying on ye. Doesn't that count for anything?"
"You sound like a little child. You're probably not going to let me do anything ever again without you annoying me."
"Yes I will." Amy lifted the sheets off of her face and sighed.
"Fine, I'll tell you. But first can you let me sit up?" Jack moved away from Amy and leaned against the headboard as Amy did the same.
"Do you remember hearing about that one pub that had to close down because there was a huge riot there?"
"Yes. They have to close the place down for a while because the damage was so bad. It was a shame too. They had really good rum."
"Well, you're looking at the one that started it." Jack looked at Amy with a surprised looked on his face and was smiling.
"You? Ye started that huge riot?"
"Yes, it was me. And Sarah had a part in it too. But it was mostly me."
"How did ye start that whole thing?"
"Well…Sarah and I were drunk and we were dancing."
"Where?"
"That's not important."
"Where?"
"Um…on the table."
"Ah."
"Well anyways, there were these two guys that wanted to come dance with us and they couldn't decide who would go first, so I decided that they fought for who goes first."
"You made them fight?"
"I was drunk, ok. I wasn't thinking straight."
"I can tell."
"So very foolishly, they actually listened to me and started to fight. Before you knew it, the whole place was fighting. At least Sarah was sane enough to know what was going on and pulled me out of the bar. If she wasn't there who knows what would have happened to me."
"You really made them fight?"
"Yes I really made them fight! I was drunk! I thought it would be funny to watch." Jack started to laugh to himself.
"Stop laughing!"
"I'm sorry it's just…" Jack's laughing got even louder and Amy hit his arm.
"STOP LAUGHING! It's not that funny!"
"Yeah, actually, it is."
"Come on. You've had to have done something crazy while you were drunk."
"Oh, I've done plenty of crazy things."
"Tell me one of them."
"No, I don't think I should."
"Please? I told you one of my secrets. Didn't you ever dance on a table, confessed something, kissed someone? Come one, there has to be something."
"Well there was that one time…"
"What!"
"I put a bucket on my head and I held a mop and I walked around town saying…"
"WHAT!"
"That I was the king of England."
"You walked around the city yelling that you were the king of England while wearing a bucket on your head and holding a mop?"
"Um…yeah." Amy burst out in laughter and fell face forward on the bed.
"Forget my starting a riot thing! That was way better!" Amy started rolling on the bed and laughing uncontrollably.
"Ok, you can stop laughing now."
"No I can't! It's just too funny! Picturing you with a bucket and a mop…" Amy started another large fit of laughing and was rolling on the bed. She rolled to close to the edge of the bed and fell off onto the floor and squealed, but then continued laughing. Jack looked over the edge and saw that Amy was rolling on the floor laughing.
"Ok, you can stop now. You're going to kill yourself if you keep laughing." Amy continued to laugh but then winced in pain and grabbed her right side but still continued giggling.
"Ow! Cramp."
"That's what you get."
"But it was worth every second." Amy wiped away the tears from her eyes and sat up.
"Ok I'll stop laughing now."
"Good." Amy bit her tongue to keep her from laughing but couldn't hold it in any more and fell backwards laughing on the floor. Jack rolled his eyes back and went back to his side of the bed.
"No…really…I'll…stop…laughing." Amy sat up and placed her arms on the bed and rested her head on top of them. She took a deep breath and started giggling again. Jack gave her a very serious stare and she stopped right away.
"Sorry. I just couldn't help myself. Hey, you laughed at me too."
"But I didn't fall off the bed."
"Well that's because I had a very good reason too." Jack gave her the serious stare again.
"Sorry." Amy got back up on the bed and wrapped one of the blankets around her and lay down.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cold. This nightgown is not very warm you know." Jack nodded his head and crossed his arms behind his head, fully exposing his bare chest. Amy looked over at him and tried to make sure he didn't catch her staring at him. She didn't succeed.
"Like what you see?" Amy shook her head and started to blush.
"What! No!"
"So you don't like what you see?"
"What! I never said that!"
"So you do?"
"No I was just…"
"What?"
"You know what, forget it." Amy hid her face with the blanket and tried to fall back asleep.
"Fine. I'm going back to sleep." Amy smiled feeling accomplished that she had beat Jack. She could feel him moving around on the bed and finally settled into a spot. She actually did try to fall asleep, but the blanket wasn't very thick so the sunlight shone through. Amy gave up. She knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. She peeked out of the corner of the blanket to see if Jack was awake and saw him lying peacefully on the other side of the bed. Slowly, she took the blanket off her face, trying not to wake Jack, and sat up. She starting looking around the room and spotted a deck of cards on the small table on Jack's side of the bed. She always did love playing cards. And was pretty good at them too. Amy could play solitaire until Jack woke up again. The only problem was that she would have to get out of the bed to reach them, which she didn't want to do. She thought about just reaching over Jack to get them and hopefully not wake him up. It would be the easiest thing to do.
"What's he going to know? He's asleep." Amy got on all fours and taking small steps at a time towards the cards. She made it all the way across the bed and now she was right p against Jack. He was breathing deeply and was not covered by a blanket. Amy smiled at the sight of him and reached out her arm to grab the cards off the table. She could almost reached the cards when she felt Jack grab her arm that was holding her up and fell right onto his chest.
"Jack let me go!"
"Can't. I'm asleep."
"Let me go!" Amy struggled to get out of Jack's grip, but he was too strong. She let out a large huff and curled her elbow up under her head and rested on it. She wasn't going to be going anywhere for a while. She turned her head towards Jack and saw him grinning. Amy silently cursed at him and closed her eyes. She felt that Jack's grip on her arm was slowly loosening and was about to get away, but Jack was faster. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her down right next to him. Then he got up from his current position and hovered over Amy. She could feel Jack's breath on her neck but didn't know how close he was since she still had her eyes closed. Quickly she opened her eyes and gasped at what she saw. He face was just inches away from hers and his dark brown eyes were staring into hers. She opened her mouth to say something in protest but no words came out.
"Speechless are we?" Amy opened her mouth again and this time words came out.
"First you pull me down on top of you, now this?"
"Will ye were the one that was one top of me first."
"I was not on top of you! I was just reaching over to get a deck of cards. Climbing over you just happened the be the fastest way there."
"Or it was just the way ye wanted to go because ye wanted to get closer to a certain captain?"
"I've had enough of this conceded talk from you. I'm not talking to you any more." Amy closed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. She waited for Jack to go away but still felt his breath on her neck and his grip around her waist tighten. She gulped and opened her eyes. Jack was still as close as he was before. Maybe even a little closer.
"W-W-What's the point of this? Are you trying to get me to sleep with you or something?"
"Only if ye want to."
"Well it's not going to happen. So really, what's the point of this?"
"I had to get yer attention somehow."
"And this is the first thing you thought of? Couldn't you have pulled the blankets off me or yelled at me or something?"
"Well if I pulled the blankets off ye, I would be pulling the blankets off myself also, so that doesn't work out, and would have really wanted me to yell in yer ear?"
"Well no, but did you really have to do this?"
"Well this way I knew I would have yer attention."
"And how did you know that?"
"Ye can't see anything but me."
"Oh. Well then can you let me go?"
"I will eventually."
"You love annoying me, don't you?"
"Of course."
"Figures."
"So…were you really dreaming about Harry?"
"No, of course not! Why would I be dreaming about Harry? I would never dream about Harry that way. He is like a brother to me. Nothing more. The only reason I said that is because I know it would annoy you."
"So I'm not the only one who's annoying."
"It's just that it's so easy to annoy you. And you act so funny. And you get this funny look on your face. It's hard to resist not to annoy you."
"So ye just annoy me to watch me get a funny look on me face?"
"Yes, and because you act funny too."
"Ye like looking at my face?"
"Yes. I mean no! Well it's fun to look at you when you're annoyed but that does mean I don't think you're attractive or anything! No I didn't mean that! I was just…I mean…what I meant to say was…um…damn it! I hate you." Jack grinned and laughed to himself.
"Now surly ye don't mean that? No one can hate Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Do you know how big of a lie that is?" Amy huffed and turned her face away from Jack.
"Will you just leave me alone?" she whispered. Jack frowned at this comment and bent his head down. He bent down closer to Amy and kissed her on her cheek and let her go. He leaned up against the headboard and waited for Amy's reaction. She was expecting him to keep on annoying her and not let her go. She opened her eyes and wasn't sure if he did what he really did. It came from out of nowhere. She turned and looked at Jack confused and surprised. He gave her one of his signature smirks and she laughed at herself.
"How long were ye awake?" Jack asked.
"I was awake when you tucked that strand of hair behind my ear."
"Ye felt that?"
"Yeah. Why did you do that?"
"Well…um…I…"
"Don't lie this time."
"Well…why did you smile when I put my arm around your waist last night and pulled you closer to me?"
"What?"
"Why did you smile when I put me arm around you last night?"
"I didn't do that."
"Yes ye did. I saw ye."
"Really? So did I smile like this (gives a fake impression of smile) or this one (gives real impression of smile)?"
"The second one."
"Crap. You weren't supposed to see that."
"Too late."
"Well…why did you put your arm around me in the first place?" Amy asked.
"Um…well…why did ye kiss me yesterday before you left?"
"Why did you kiss me that night after the wedding?"
"Why did ye have a good sleep when I snuck into your bed?"
"Why were you trying to remember my eye color?"
"Why did ye hit me with the pillow?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Just thought I should mention it."
"Oh…why was your hand moving down from my waist to my hip?"
"What did ye stutter when I took that coat off and you saw that I had no shirt on?"
"Why did you call me beautiful?"
"Why did you put your arms around my neck when I was holding you over the water?" Amy sat up and pointed her finger at Jack.
"That was reflexes!"
"Right…"
"Really it was! If someone was dangling you over the edge wouldn't you try and grab onto something?"
"And you grabbed on to my neck."
"If you dropped me I wanted to take you with me so you would be soaking wet like me."
"Right…"
"Well…why did you almost kiss me that night after the wedding?"
"I didn't do that, that was ye," Jack said.
"That was all you."
"No it wasn't. That was the both of us."
"Fine. It was."
"Why do you always ask about me and Harry?"
"Because I don't trust him."
"Sure…"
"I'm serious."
"Sure you are."
"I really am serious!"
"I believe you."
"Good." There was a short silence between the both of them until Amy broke it.
"Now…why did you come back to my ship that one night?"
"Oh, now we're back to this?"
"Yes, we are."
"Then…why get you get closer to me this morning?"
"What!"
"Yes ye know what ye did. I was awake. I felt ye get closer to me."
"You're lying."
"No I am not. If I was lying how did ye think I would know this?" Jack defended himself.
"Lucky guess."
"Well not this time."
"Well…why did you…"
"Running out of questions?"
"Shhh, I'm thinking. Ha! Why did you make the one comment on how I would never even think about sleeping with you?"
"When did I do that?"
"At Sarah's house right after we explained the whole Anamaria thing to Gibbs."
"I did say that didn't I?"
"Yeah you did."
"Well why wouldn't ye?"
"What?"
"You heard me. Why wouldn't ye?"
"I'm not to answer that question!"
"Why not? Have something to hide?" asked Jack.
"Well I don't, but you do."
"Me? What do I have to hide?"
"You have tried to kiss me or sleep next to me on numerous occasions. Why is that?"
"I'm not goin' to answer that question."
"And I'm not going to answer yer question! Let's just drop the whole thing!"
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Fine." Both Amy and Jack looked away from each other and stared at the walls. After a while, Amy started giggling all of the sudden and made Jack look at her.
"What are ye laughing about? The whole king of England thing?"
"No, I'm over that. I was just laughing on how pointless that argument."
"It was, wasn't it?" Jack started smiling and realizing how pointless that was.
"We do that a lot."
"Yeah, we do."
"Wait, didn't I lock your door last night?"
"Yes."
"Then how did ye get in here?"
"It's very easy to pick open a lock with a hairpin."
"Oh."
"Don't we have to be getting up? If we wait any longer the crew might see us."
"Yes, I supposed we should." Both Amy and Jack took the blankets off them and sung their legs over the side, but Amy remained sitting on the bed and started to shiver, while Jack started to put his boots on. He looked over towards Amy and noticed that she was shivering.
"Are ye alright?"
"Just cold that's all. This thing isn't very warm."
"I'm not wearing a shirt and I'm not cold."
"Yeah, well, you're wearing pants, I'm not. And you're also used to waking up in this room, I'm not."
"Come here." Jack walked over to a chair and picked up his coat.
"What's that for?"
"Well unless ye want to stay cold, ye can wear this. It's the only thing that'll fit you." Amy walked over to where Jack was standing and he put the coat over her shoulders.
"Thank you." Amy watched as Jack looked for a clean shirt and decided to look out the window. She walked over to his window and looked out to the sea. She smiled and closed her eyes. The smell of the ocean was seeping through the edge of the window. She loved the smell of the sea and all it's glory. While breathing in the ocean air, Amy could feel Jack presence behind her but didn't bother to open her eyes.
"What are ye doing?"
"Just looking at the ocean."
"With your eyes closed?" Amy opened her eyes.
"There, now I really am looking at the ocean." Amy heard Jack let out a small laugh and felt both of his arm cross her waist and pull her closed to him.
"What are you doing?"
"Ye said that you felt cold. I'm just trying to make you warmer. Sometimes that coat doesn't work. I can move if you want," he whispered in her ear.
"No, stay. Please." Jack smiled and tightened his grip around her. Amy rested her head on Jack's chest, which was now covered by a shirt to her disappointment, and closed her eyes. She felt so warm in his arms. Both of them weren't sure how long they stayed like that. What was actually just minutes, felt like eternity to them. They could just stay like that forever. They only knew it wasn't long enough when they suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Jack? Are ye awake?" someone said from behind the door. Jack took his arms away from Amy and both of them looked at the door.
"Oh no! It's Gibbs! I can't him see me in here!"
"Hide in the closet." Jack opened his closet door and ran Amy inside and closed the door. She could hear Jack opening the door and Gibbs walked in.
"Wanted to tell ye breakfast is ready. Most of the crew have hangovers from last night."
"I'll be there in a minute." Amy could hear footsteps walk closer to the closet door and held her breath to make sure Gibbs couldn't hear her.
"Amy, your things are still in Anamaria's cabin." Amy let go of her breath and sighed.
"Thank you." Gibbs turned around and walked out the door smiling at Jack. Once Gibbs was gone, Jack closed the door and hurried to open the closet door to let Amy out.
"How does he do that?" she asked.
"Don't know."
"That man knows too much."
"Exactly what I think."
Hello my wonderful readers! An update this weekend, as promised. Which is really good for me because I haven't been keeping very many promises lately. I have noticed I haven't given thanks to the world's best beta, Renajah, in like forever so I want to do it now. Thank you ever so much for correcting my many, many grammar mistakes that I try not to do but always do no matter how much my English teacher tries to correct them. You're wonderful and I love you! (Dearly not queerly.) And special thanks to you my fabulous readers! So many reviews! I love every one of them! Please, keep on sending them like this. I like it! Well it's late here and I'm tired so I must depart. Ta!