You can’t be bottled or contained anymore than she can. “Then, one day, I realized that you are lightning. Why are you the one man who’s good enough for my daughter?” “She chose you, and it took me time to figure out why and how you both fit together. “I’d forgotten that you can’t bottle lightning anymore than I can,” my mom says. She’s admitting her faults in front of her friends. One that holds more meaning than simply saying I’m sorry to his face. She looks down in reverence, and when she returns her gaze to Ryke, there are genuine tears glassing her eyes. My daughter was yours, and there was nothing I could do.”
“You were rightfully let go without charge, and I had to surrender what I believed was a loss. “Of course you had no reason to be there,” she says.
Not even paying attention to the gossipy throngs of people. Her expression mirrors his, a faint smile, zeroed in on him. I look to Ryke and he’s almost smiling-what…
“And at one point, I misjudged you and even called the police on you.” My eyes widen at her admittance of this memory, and the room explodes in whispers.
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