Chapter 19

--October--

I sat in my office, slightly shivering from the cold that surrounded me. Maintenance was supposed to come and fix the heater but frankly, they underestimated the L.A. Weather system, and thought that it was going to still be warm during this time of the year.

They were wrong.

I looked towards the calendar on my wall, counting down the days to Scotland. My father and I didn't talk about it in front of Francesca and or Samantha, considering that they sort of knew that we were planning on going, but didn't know that it was definite. They would be on their way to Italy, while we would be on our way to Scotland, so it worked out for everybody. Hopefully.

I noticed small red writing on the thirty first. I recognized