learned to readapt to everything , and figuring out a person’s personality was one of them. With just the pitch of someone’s voice
or how they walked , she could determine whether they were weak, vulnerable, strong, funny, powerful,
and a host of other things.
Now she was even more pissed at her body and mind for thinking about how Cris put her on fire in every way imaginable. No, no, no stop thinking about him that way , think about how he stereotyped blind people. As far as thinking they cannot take
care of themselves. It is just like saying we are weak , Arie thought as she focused her mind on something else , other than how Cris turned her on.
The sound of someone banging on a window drew her out of her thoughts. She was so
focused on the transparent figure of Grace in a room on the second story that Arie didn’t notice Cris had got ten out o f the car and was talking to his mother. She didn’t realize she had grabbed her purse, got out of the car, and walked
up the path to the front of the house all the while staring at Grace ’s ghost. It was as if Grace was trying to show her something in the room , but she couldn’t see it. Arie knew no matter what , she was going to get in the room. She was in such a deep tr ance that she didn’t realize Cris was introducing her to his mother until he nudged her a little with his elbow.
“Hi, how are you , Mrs. Crow?” Arie asked Christoph ’s mother as she took the woman’s outstretched hand and shook it.
“I am okay, and call my Daya , Mrs. Crow was my mother-in-law , ” Daya said as her eyes swept over Arie .
Wow, so that ’ s where he got his looks from , except she has jet - black hair , Arie thought as she looked back and forth between mother and son. Cris looked like a male version of his mother except he had his father’s hair color.
“Come on , sweetie , let ’ s go inside so you can meet Cris and Grace ’s cousins , ” Daya said as she wrapped her right arm around Arie and guided her into her home.
As Arie walked into the house , she noticed out the corner of her eye a living room t o the left, a staircase that le d to the second floor straight ah ead, and a family room which le d into the kitchen as well to her right. She didn’t have time to look around as she
was ushered further into the house toward the family room.
Daya didn’t know how she would feel meeting the woman who now had a part of her daughter
in her. She didn’t know whether she would be sad or depressed but somehow she felt
herself being excited that her daughter somehow lived on in a bright young woman.
Cris introduced Arie to his two cousins, the t wo men looked so much alike that they were often confused as twins, except they were
three years apart and one was taller than the other and had a green ring around his pupil. The other brother’s eyes were magnetic blue and both men immediately perused Arie and her shapely figure.
Cris unconsciously pulled Arie closer to him when his cousins began to openly stare at her. He didn’t know what
was going on because he had never felt possessive or jealous over a woman , es pecially one he wasn’t even dating . He knew he had to hurry and catch the Daytime Killer before he developed any stronger
feelings for her. Snap out of it and remember what we came here for , Cris thought as his mother began to introduce Arie to his cousins.
Entering the family room, Daya began the introductions. “To your left is Tate.” She pointed to the shorter brother with the green ring around
his eyes. “And this here is Mark. Mark is the oldest by three years and Tate is the same age as Cris, ” Daya said as she motioned for Arie to take a seat at the brown rectangle table with six match ing chairs.
“Mark and Tate, this is Arie, the young woman who was giv en Grace ’s corneas so she is able to see again , ” Daya said as she sat next to Arie in one of the chairs at the table.
Mark smiled at the mention of Grace
or how they walked , she could determine whether they were weak, vulnerable, strong, funny, powerful,
and a host of other things.
Now she was even more pissed at her body and mind for thinking about how Cris put her on fire in every way imaginable. No, no, no stop thinking about him that way , think about how he stereotyped blind people. As far as thinking they cannot take
care of themselves. It is just like saying we are weak , Arie thought as she focused her mind on something else , other than how Cris turned her on.
The sound of someone banging on a window drew her out of her thoughts. She was so
focused on the transparent figure of Grace in a room on the second story that Arie didn’t notice Cris had got ten out o f the car and was talking to his mother. She didn’t realize she had grabbed her purse, got out of the car, and walked
up the path to the front of the house all the while staring at Grace ’s ghost. It was as if Grace was trying to show her something in the room , but she couldn’t see it. Arie knew no matter what , she was going to get in the room. She was in such a deep tr ance that she didn’t realize Cris was introducing her to his mother until he nudged her a little with his elbow.
“Hi, how are you , Mrs. Crow?” Arie asked Christoph ’s mother as she took the woman’s outstretched hand and shook it.
“I am okay, and call my Daya , Mrs. Crow was my mother-in-law , ” Daya said as her eyes swept over Arie .
Wow, so that ’ s where he got his looks from , except she has jet - black hair , Arie thought as she looked back and forth between mother and son. Cris looked like a male version of his mother except he had his father’s hair color.
“Come on , sweetie , let ’ s go inside so you can meet Cris and Grace ’s cousins , ” Daya said as she wrapped her right arm around Arie and guided her into her home.
As Arie walked into the house , she noticed out the corner of her eye a living room t o the left, a staircase that le d to the second floor straight ah ead, and a family room which le d into the kitchen as well to her right. She didn’t have time to look around as she
was ushered further into the house toward the family room.
Daya didn’t know how she would feel meeting the woman who now had a part of her daughter
in her. She didn’t know whether she would be sad or depressed but somehow she felt
herself being excited that her daughter somehow lived on in a bright young woman.
Cris introduced Arie to his two cousins, the t wo men looked so much alike that they were often confused as twins, except they were
three years apart and one was taller than the other and had a green ring around his pupil. The other brother’s eyes were magnetic blue and both men immediately perused Arie and her shapely figure.
Cris unconsciously pulled Arie closer to him when his cousins began to openly stare at her. He didn’t know what
was going on because he had never felt possessive or jealous over a woman , es pecially one he wasn’t even dating . He knew he had to hurry and catch the Daytime Killer before he developed any stronger
feelings for her. Snap out of it and remember what we came here for , Cris thought as his mother began to introduce Arie to his cousins.
Entering the family room, Daya began the introductions. “To your left is Tate.” She pointed to the shorter brother with the green ring around
his eyes. “And this here is Mark. Mark is the oldest by three years and Tate is the same age as Cris, ” Daya said as she motioned for Arie to take a seat at the brown rectangle table with six match ing chairs.
“Mark and Tate, this is Arie, the young woman who was giv en Grace ’s corneas so she is able to see again , ” Daya said as she sat next to Arie in one of the chairs at the table.
Mark smiled at the mention of Grace
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