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But who reco this question to myself

Iover irl, time to scan this letter for a clue”

Here is the thing I a me, a very powerful and iic and found none Zip, nada

I reread the letter again Was this real? I stared at the salary being offered and shook my head This was h to cover me for five years!

I looked into theat the h on my head It was a jumble of waves that fell froive it some attention, maybe a trim?

Purple eyes stared back at me Yes, my eyes are purple—yuck I had alished they were nor but purple

Aunt Elle laughed at me whenever I told her that and insisted my eyes are not purple but violet and beautiful Yeah, well, Aunt Elle has walls of green and orange in her bedroo turbans We have different ideas of what is beautiful Thinking of Aunt Elle always makes me smile

However, back on point What were the odds of a Scottish firht, I answered myself Who did I know that would recommend me to them?

Thinking about Scotland hlands and discover hlands to be exact, which

My grando She metten months after that

I was orphaned at ten years old and my mom’s best friend, Aunt Elle, took me in

Raised in NYC, I am every bit a New Yorker So this job offer naturally tickled my suspicion bone into hyper-drive On top of NYC instincts, I have trust issues as well

So excited for nothing?

Things like this didn’t happen to people like me In the years after my parents’ death, I believed that luck would never be on ain

My parents were killed in a train wreck—our first vacation together I was thrown clear and lived Sure, I lived, but they were gone and I was just a kid I would have gone into the systeed to keep h a ically tweaked the child services paperwork so that she had ih, as Mouardian