Maja Reflects

Maja Nord

She often wondered if she would have married Tommaso De Luca if they had been alive. She shuddered—probably not. The man had ruined her life.

And how!

Maja chewed her lip grimly.

He had turnd out to be a low life slim ball.

And then she wryly smiled as she looked at the young people sleeping haphazardly, sprawled ungainly on the seats beside her.

Well, not exactly. She had two amazing kids in her life because of that rotter.

Madelyn Burns, her eleven-year-old daughter, was the one who was constantly questioning all the norms around her, eager to know more, challenging, and inquisitive to a fault. She sighed as she glanced over at her son, the fifteen-year-old Magnus. Even in sleep, he had his headphones on, his perpetual petulant scowl having vanished from his face, making him look handsome, she thought sadly, her heart wrenching. The boy was lanky and slim, and like his sister, both of them had inherited their father’s coloring. Sleek black hair and the burning black eyes t