The bus stopped just inside the gates to Southview Orphanage, the brakes squeaking as they stopped the heavy vehicle.

Liam poked his head into the room, gazing around at the portraits and priceless granite statues until his gaze settled on the oak desk and the middle-aged man sitting behind it.

Angies parents come home. Or, the people she thought were her parents. But they have a secret life of their own. How will she take this? WHat will Damian do after finding out they are his enemies?

Angie finally gets the answers to MOST of her questions. Too bad her life will soon crumble and she will find herself depending on Damian.

Angie finds herselfwondering what really happened the night of the accident. What role does Damian play in it? The hero, or the villian?

I hold you when you’re sleeping I watch you when you dream Lay there in my arms I hope it’s where you stay If you knew the truth Would you run away? I can’t hide this feeling

They barely rest, heads bowed, eyes begging. Their whole body flinching in the heat, front legs kneeling to the monotony. They heave against the sagging fence

A poem - I dont like writing