Sleep did not come for any of us. Clara and Maggie took the beds, I did not mind the sofa at least I have the TV to keep me company. We did not talk about the evenings events, it was an awkward silence, so we skip the drinks and head straight to bed.I flick through the channels, looking for something to watch, but nothing seems to peek my interest. Picking up my phone I hoped for a text from Lorenzo but nothing, his been silence as well, He looked worried when that Steven guy told him his mother is looking for him. I text Lesley about the shooting but he just ignored me. No clue why. Man so many unanswered questions, it kinda pisses me off.After a long fight, I lost the battle against sand man and drift off into a eventful slumber. Nightmare isn’t quite the word I would use, more like a horror. I jerk up almost falling to the floor as a cold sweat runs down my forehead and my whole body trembles in fear. With my heart racing at full speed and my breathing unsteady, I check the clock

If there is one thing I’ve learned is that you don’t mess with boys and their football games. Tonight is boys night football, beer and cigars, with a few snacks. Shane is not really into that type of thing, it bores him to death, but he will never stand in Lesley’s way.We start working on a few bite size snacks for the guests and stock the fridge with beer, Lesley dressed into his team’s shirt and join us in the kitchen. “Please baby, I know you mean well, but why don’t you move the sofa so every one can see.” Shane sigh as he take out the poppers from the oven.“Good idea.” Lesley laughs shyly scratching his head as he exits the kitchen.I can’t help but giggle at them, Lesley can’t even boil an egg, but his always willing to help. The door bell rings. “I’ve got it.” Drying my hands on the kitchen cloth I make my way to the door. “Hi” I smile sweetly.“Hey, um is this Lesley’s place?” A tall glass of water ask, gazing at me with deep blue eyes from under his honey blond hair.“Yes.”

The doors to the art gallery swings open, we are greeted by the soft hum of hushed conversations and soft soothing music that relaxes your being. The air is thick with the smell of lavender incense that irritates my nose and causes me to sneeze, drawing all the eyes on me.“Bless you.” An elderly woman whispers behind me, smiling warmly at me, the middle age woman next to her just cringes her nose in discuss. “Mother, let’s move to the far corner of the room, we can’t have you catching whatever this girl has.” She flicks her jet black hair over her shoulder scrutinizing me. The poor elderly woman barely keeps up as she's being pulled along.“Way to make friends.” Shane smiles, handing me a tissue.“Thanks, well that was Lenkov’s mother and ex.” I shake my head, blowing my nose softly in a tissue. “I hate lavender.” I mumble to myself.Shane let’s out a huff, “I hate assholes, especially the one that’s approaching now.” Shane glares over my shoulder at the door, Rayon and Michael joi

Every passing minute my heart races knowing that I will almost see him again.“Lilly-Ann, did you hear me?” My sister’s voice pulls me back to reality. She left me for a few minutes to go pee, which she needs to do a lot lately. So I allow my mind to wonder, to the one place and with the one person I really want to be with, Lorenzo. In all honesty, I didn’t even notice that she is back.“Not a word, sorry.” I smile sweetly at her.“Daydreamer.” She giggles and adds. “Anyway, I was saying. I would like for you to be there when Ricardo is born, he needs to see his God mother.” She grins brightly at me, I smile back at her and rush to her side embracing her.“Of course I’ll be there.” My heart is filled with overwhelming joy, we had our rough patches but I’m just glad we sorted through it all and now we are the best of friends.“I was also thinking….” Her mood shifts as her gaze turn to the window, I can tell she really put some thought into this next idea of hers. “I want mom to come as

I open the door to Shane’s apartment, with a six pack beer, three bottles of wine and a whole bag of rocky roads Ice cream. Shane peeks up from the sofa as the door slams shut behind me.“Well, looks like both of us can do with some reflection” Shane mumbles as he gestures for me to come sit next to him. I stroll to his side and plot down on the sofa, handing him a beer.“Cheers.” I mumble half heartily.“Love sucks.” He mumbles as he gulps it down.“Agree.” I chuck it in one long breath.“Lorenzo?” He asks, I give him a nod.“His the, wait for it….. fucking grandson of Olga.” I say opening another beer.“WHAT! That will make him the son of …” I cut Shane of.“Gustav Lenkov. YIP” I say popping the p to make it sound more dramatic, I pop my eyebrows at him.“WOW, did not see that coming.” Shane says surprised as he sinks back into the sofa. He lets out a huff, and sips his beer.A few beers and a ton of wine glasses later we start to get a little giggly“I’m done with Love!” Shane pro