Chapter 8


    Read Fated to Them by Jessica Hall Chapter 8 – “My boss said we will drop her to before school care


    on the way to the airport and he will organise someone to pick her up and drop her to you at the


    practise” She lets out a breath.


    “Okay, they seem organised. Why do you have to go on such short notice? How are you going to cope


    with getting on a ne?” I shrug, I never once saw this on their schedules, must be a spare of the


    moment decision.


    “I have no choice so I will just have to deal with it I suppose” My mother nods, she is very aware of my


    fear of flying. I have refused my entire life to set foot on one of those flying d***h traps.


    “I need to go pack” I tell her, and she nods before singing out.


    “I ordered pizza for dinner they should be here soon; I couldn’t be bothered cooking”


    “Cheesy garlic bread?” I ask sticking my head back through the door and she sends me a smile.


    “Of course,” she says before puckering her lips and blowing me a k**s. I smile. She knows me too well,


    probably better than I know myself, I think to myself.


    I head upstairs, the thick grey carpet soft under my sore feet. Walking into my room, I flop down on my


    double bed, the springs groaning under my weight when Maya rushes in, climbing on the bed and


    bouncing on her knees on my bed excitedly.


    Sitting up, I grab the small suitcase under my bed and open it. Tossing in my pyjamas and ck high


    waisted skirt and white blouse and a pair of heels as well as some jeans and a low cut shirt on the off


    chance, I need something casual to wear. Walking into my closet, I grab my little ck dress and a pair


    of high heels for tomorrow. I hang the dress on the back of my door and make sure I haven’t forgotten


    anything.


    “Are you going somewhere Aunty Ada?” Maya asks, watching me.


    “Yes, and my bosses will be picking us up in the morning, so I need you to be on your best behaviour


    okay” She nods, chewing her little nails nervously. I pull her finger from her mouth giving her a pointed


    look.


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    “When will you be back?”


    “Someone will pick you up from the school office tomorrow to take you to grandma” She frowns, Maya


    takes some getting used to when ites to trusting strangers, she was a wary child, and it didn’t help


    with some of the people her mother let around her before we got custody of her.


    “I will ask my boss if he can send a photo of the person okay, so you know who to look for” I tell her,


    and she nods sadly when I hear the doorbell downstairs.


    “That would be dinner,” I tell her, standing up and holding my hand out. She grabs it, her face lighting


    up into a grin. My mother pays the delivery man before walking toward us on the stairs and we follow


    her down the hallway to the kitchen.


    Sitting at the dining table, I send Eli a text asking if he could possibly get a photo of the person picking


    up Maya, telling him she doesn’t like strangers.


    He replies almost instantly with a photo of a woman, with dark hair cut into a pixie cut, and dark brown


    eyes simr to his, she had softer features and was quite pretty with red lipstick on and a bright smile


    on her face, she looked friendly enough.


    ‘That was fast’ I text back.


    ‘It’s my sister, her name is Emery’ He replies.


    ‘Okay Thank you’I sent back not expecting a reply when he sent me a winking face emoji. I shake my


    head, cing my phone down and digging into my dinner.


    The next morning, I bleary eyed my rm as it screeched beside my head signalling it was time to get


    up. Smacking the incessant thing to shut it up, I rolled onto my back stretching like a cat, my back crac


    as I yawned. I didn’t want to get up, my days were blurring into one long one that consisted of work and


    sleep. Forcing myself up, I retrieve my clothes and head into the bathroom hanging them up on the


    back of the door before starting the shower.


    My mother knocks on the door as I am washing the soap from my hair.


    “I am leaving love, I put Maya’s clothes on the table for you” She calls out from the other side of the


    door.


    “Okay, see you tomorrow” | sing back, and I hear her footsteps walk down the hall before faintly hearing


    the door shut. When I am finished showering, I step out of the shower before blow drying my hair and


    doing my makeup in the fogged-up mirror, repeatedly having to wipe it with my hand to get it to stay


    clear enough and not poke my eye out while applying my eyeliner. Getting dressed, I slip my clothes on


    before walking to Maya’s bedroom. Pulling back her pink unicornforter I shake her shoulders


    gently.


    “Maya time to wake up sweetie, you need to get dressed” I tell her. She squints back at me and I feel


    terrible that she is awoken so early every morning. Her lips formed an O as she yawned. She sits up


    rubbing her sleep filled eyes and I scoop her up, taking her to the kitchen and pouring her milk in the


    cereal bowl my mother ced on the bench for me. Mayays her head on the table and I have to


    jostle her to remind her to eat her breakfast.


    Going back upstairs, I grab my small luggage bag and ce it by the door when I hear a knock. I look


    at the clock hanging in the hallway. It wasn’t even twenty to six yet. Opening the door, I see Cyrus


    standing there in his ck cks and white shirt which was rolled to his elbows.


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