Twenty-three – Find Nathan.
(At Stephanie’s House)
The burnt aroma of the beans on the gas snapped Stephanie out of her thinking and she zoomed into the kitchen.
“Oh my God, I’m dead, I'm dead!” She moaned as she took the pot down from the gas. She heard pattering feet running to the kitchen.
“Oh, not again dear. What were you thinking of this time?” Her mother shoved her to the side and attended to her mess.
She, with slumped shoulder, returned back to the sitting room and plopped down on a chair. She heard her mother walk to the room and sat besides her.
“Are you worried about your boss? Is he the one you’re thinking of?”.
Stephanie scrunched her face. Could her mother just stop trying to create smoke out of no fire? She shook her head, strongly.
“I am not even thinking of him at the slightest but I am thinking of my life around these wolves fight. Trust me, they’d be frequent.”
