Chelsea was cute. His usual type: blonde, petite, girl next door. Everything he was usually attracted to. Her pretty blue eyes sparkled as he stood up...and planted another kiss. “Enjoy your evening everyone. It’s been lovely to catch up with you all.” Aiden smiled, there was some truth in the matter, mainly it had been lovely to stare at Melody all night but the rest of them… he couldn’t give a shit about.Leaving behind the laughter, chattering and clinking of cutlery and glasses Aiden headed. "She pulled out a picture from the notebook. "Is this the brunette?"I looked it over. The smell of the coffee pulled at my attention, calling to me. The face looking back from the picture may have been her. "It was pretty dark in that alley. I could tell what they were doing, but I couldn't positively identify her. This might have been her, but I don't know for sure." Take another look, Mr. Setton. Try to remember."I looked again. I remembered her vacant eyes, the blissful expression. She. He watched the deer graze beside Benny without any sign of concern. It was incredible.A car door slamming at a nearby campsite sent the deer running off into the woods. Carefully holding his coffee, Tim crawled out of the tent. He wandered over to the table. When he was about ten feet away, the squirrel took off like a shot.“I don’t know how you do it.”“I guess they know me enough to trust me.”“That might be it.”Tim took a sip of his coffee. He took a moment to appreciate his surroundings. He. She had got them from her mother. From her father?s side(whom she never met) she had light grey large eyes and a light flawless skin. Scarlett?s mother had been made pregnant by a rich young man who used to visit a car washing station she worked in. He used to drive his flashy sports car and she would work extra hard at cleaning and polishing it. One day he had picked her up after work and driven her over to a hill top. She had never had an experience like that before in her life and had cried.