The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul.The night was a special kind of blackness, the kind that wants only to hold the stars and help them to shine all the brighter. It was a warm black that hugged you no matter what, and within it's safety He could feel his own soul all the more clearly, that innocent inborn spark as he drove into the still night at about 9pm in the night.He had gotten home before but really didn't feel like staying or sleeping. He wanted to go out for a drive and enjoy the still and cold night.Breathing deeply, he inhaled the cool air as it also gave it skin a cool touch. It was such a cool and maybe would be a memorable one for him.Mike sighed as thoughts came rushing in his head, making his head whil

"What the hell?" Mike said in a surprised tone as he ruffled his hair in both surprise and immense confusion. "Why the hell will they sell an innocent little girl?"That was the breaking point of his patience. At that moment, he suddenly became blinded by a five-course serving of rage that tasted bitter, yet surprisingly satisfying. He reached out. He went to punch the fool in the face. When his fist came in contact he fell to the ground wailing in pain, as he tried to shake the aching after taste, upon the taste buds of his hand. Much like coffee, its bitterness drew him in to take another sip knowing he would be more awake than minutes before. He tackled him and held him down so he could not fight back. He seriously doubt he could’ve anyway as his fists continued to hit his face. He did not feel guilty nor did he feel the pain that could be caused by punching someone in the face. So many years of subtle bullying that su

It didn't take long before the police had found Mike and Hannah and also captured the child traffickers. They had taken the both of them to Mike's home where he had fed Hannah and cuddled her to sleep. The young girl seemed to have wanted nothing more than to cuddle in his arms, enveloped by the warmth of both silence and his heat. Whether she wanted to rest permanently or not, he did not know. But she finally fell asleep in his arms.She never would have though silence would be considered warm but there she was laying in her bed prepared to be swept away by the hope that her sleep would be filled by light.Having been kidnapped by child traffickers and had suffered under their clutches, she deserved to have a good night rest. Luckily she didn't have any serious scratches although some were visible on her body as a result of the rope that was tied so tightly around her.

After all he had done to save her and her daughter it finally dawned on her.She is in love with him and she can’t even believe the love was still there.He had rekindled her love for him.She closed her eyes as she tries to shake those thoughts away. Thoughts of truth.

Susanna sighed as she looked in her wardrobe. She hated parties, most especially parties that involved crowds. It might be because she was not used to attending parties. But she was a worker there and so she has to be there. She looked at her wall clock.It was 7pm.And the party was expected to kick off by 8pm.And since Susanne will be going to this party, she had to carry Hannah along. She picked up a dress and went in to change, leaving Hannah in the bedroom who was asleep.After  putting on the dress she had picked she sat on her dressing table, wanting to do something with her hair. And then she was done.Her normally long swirly blonde hair was intricately packed and styled so wonderfully on top of her head in great curls, each one as stiff as day old pasta.She positioned herself in front of the bureau mirror and took inventory. Makeup was minimal, reserved to a sweep of mascara. Lips could use some gloss. I licked my bott