This book can be read as a stand alone
Greyson Blake Rosen-Hower
Who doesn't know that name? Everyone with a pulse knows his family.
He's blessed with his father's devilish looks and cunning mind. He's already on top of the corporate ladder at a you...
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I skip happily inside the shelter. I greet everyone while I am looking for Miss Lorna.
"Hey Miss! By any chance, did you know where's Miss Lorna?" I ask one volunteer.
"You should try her office." I smiled at her. "Thank you!"
I went to the office of Miss Lorna. I knock on her door and when I hear her permission that I could go in, I opened the door slowly.
Her door is nothing compared to Grey Grey's office door.
"Sunshine come in!" Miss Lorna said.
I enter and stand in front of her desk. "Miss Lorna you know what happened today?"
"What?"
"Well I successfully arrived at Greyson's place thanks to your map and then we ate outside! And he's office was so cool!" I excitedly rant.
Miss Lorna smiled "This uhm Greyson. He was nice to you Sunshine?" I nodded. "He's the most nicest person I've ever met!"
"Thank God then." Miss Lorna answered.
"But be careful okay? Be cautious on every people you meet." Miss Lorna warned.
"Understood Miss Lorna. Oh can I have another pair of clothes?" I ask.
"Sure hun. You can get as many as you want."
I skip towards the storage room and get another pair of baggy shirt and shorts. Luckily there's still a stock of new underwear.
I took a bath and after that I bravely ask one volunteer to teach me how to use the washer. She repeatedly told me what knob to twist and what button to press. I am grateful that she is patient with me when I ask the same questions over and over again.
At dinner time we were served a bowl of Mac and cheese and a slice of Apple pie.
Lucky!
I looked around to see if there's any vacant seat.
I saw one and I quickly walk so that no one will get to that sit first.
A middle aged woman was silently eating on that table.
"Hi! I am Sunshine! Is this seat taken?" I ask politely.
The woman looked up and I was taken a back with her appearance. She has dark hair with brown eyes. Her right arm was filled with tattoos. She looks like she's in her mid 50's.
She looks sad.
"Go ahead." She replied.
I thank her and sat down.
Me being me. I struck up a conversation with her while eating.
"This is the first time I saw you here? Are you from around here?"
