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The library was where Katie went to escape. As she sat in her favourite window seat, staring out at the people walking past, she tried not to think, because that way she could pretend that everything was going to be okay. It was easier than having to deal with how much her father’s death had changed her life. She wasn’t thinking about going to university any more, but about what job she could get, especially as the vampire her mother was stupid enough to borrow money from wanted payment. Leaning her head on her hand she sighed, wondering how they were going to pay the next installment, let alone the ones that would come after, and how she was going to convince her mother to stop borrowing money Katie didn’t think they’d ever be able to pay back.
( Read the rest of this entry » )Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.
The library was where Katie went to escape. As she sat in her favourite window seat, staring out at the people walking past, she tried not to think, because that way she could pretend that everything was going to be okay. It was easier than having to deal with how much her father’s death had changed her life. She wasn’t thinking about going to university any more, but about what job she could get, especially as the vampire her mother was stupid enough to borrow money from wanted payment. Leaning her head on her hand she sighed, wondering how they were going to pay the next installment, let alone the ones that would come after, and how she was going to convince her mother to stop borrowing money Katie didn’t think they’d ever be able to pay back.
( Read the rest of this entry » )Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.
