Alana stuffed the letter in her back pocket and pounded down the stairs, determined to march over to David's house and give him a piece of her mind and demand some answers.
It was at that moment, just as she was about to pull open the door, that someone knocked. Full of righteous anger, not caring who was on the other side of the door, she ripped it open. No one was more startled than she was that the target of her aggravation was standing on the other side of the door.
David had a huge smile on his face, which quickly changed to confusion when he saw the murderous look on her face. She grabbed the letter from her pocket and trust it in his face.
"What is this about? Why am I the last to know?"
His face blanched as she stepped closer to him and started poking him in the chest with her other hand.
"What do you know about this? About this family I'm a part of?"
David grasped the hand that was poking him and pulled the letter from the other. "Well, hello to you too, Alana," he replied.
She huffed and pulled her hand from his grasp, resting both hands on her hips.
"Alana, I have no idea what you are talking about."
"What do you mean you don't know? Evelyn said to ask the Wards. See?" She nearly ripped the letter in half as she yanked it from him. Alana angrily unfolded the letter and showed it to him. "See? Evelyn said to ask the Wards, that you guys would know what is going on and be able to help me."
"Give me a second to read this," he asked, as his eyes flicked back and forth across the page.
Alana huffed again and folded her arms across her chest.
"What the hell?" he whispered as he finished the letter and folded it back up.
"My thoughts exactly," she replied. "What the hell is going on?"
"I have no idea. She said to ask my parents, though, not me. I have no idea what this is about."
"Truly? You haven't been keeping any information about my family from me?"
David's face softened. He stepped closer to her and cupped her cheek. "No, Alana. I have not kept anything from you."
She closed her eyes and leaned into the warmth of his hand. Alana could not believe how relieved she was that he didn't know about her family either.
"Now, can we start this over?" he asked. "It seems like we have a habit of doing that."
Alana chuckled. "I suppose we do. I apologize that I came at you like that without any warning."
Monday, November 5, 2012
How About a NaNo Nugget?
I've survived my first week of Nano and thought I would share an excerpt of my efforts of my story, Guardians. Any of you who have been reading my #SixSentence submissions on the blog, you'll get a bit more this time around.