Watson grips the chair and pushes it harshly into the desk behind me, “Do. Not. Play. Games. With. Me. Boy.” He spits out, “I am a kind man but she is like a daughter to me and I see the way you are looking at her.” His bite is sharp and I am left stunned. I watch as he walks away without so much as a glance back in my direction.
After work today I was ready to come home and laze around for the rest of the evening and I know David was in the same kind of mood too. Working on Black Friday does that to a person. Anyways, I was sitting at home when my friends Laura and Nate invited us to go … Continue reading James Island Festival of Lights