Sins and Virtues
“WOOSH…WHOOSH! “Blew the winds that overshadowed the summer’s warmth.
Terruce Grandchester was sitting by the orange brick window. He glanced at the moon and all he could think about was the girl with the perky little freckles on her nose. Thought about how lovely but difficult she was. Especially after the events that led him to his sudden profound trance.
Terry was handsome with elegant features. A slim stature of five-foot five He has skin with manly features. He has shoulder-length brown hair. And his carved angel face is with magnificent sapphire blue eyes.
Caressing his cheek that earlier was slapped; he felt very vexed at the fact that he was hurt. Not because she slapped him, but because he once again felt discarded. Being in the luxurious position wasn’t ostentatious as anyone thought. But when it came to his personal life he felt neglected by his father The Duke of Granchester and his horrible wife. And when he went to the Americas to look for his mother the magnificent Broadway star: Eleanor Baker she was happy to see him but denied his stay. When he was given the opportunity to open up to someone, especially someone that he loved he was given the cold shoulder.
"SLAP!" He felt across his cheek. He endured the physical pain, but her words hurt even more.
“I hate you! I hate you!” She screamed at the top of her lungs.
She’s an amazing soul, so pure and caring but she’s so thorny, I think its easier building a house of cards. Terry thought
“I can’t stay here at this manor anymore…my mind is conflicted. I should take a walk before I have to leave Scotland. This summer was too short…but it gave me some fond memories. I’d rather be lectured by my pig-faced stepmother, than going back to see those ill-mannered nuns. But it is so amusing to make them irritated.
Terry grimaced at the previous year and began laughing so thunderous that the gods heard the echoes. Then, took his mother’s book, walked down the stairs and began to walk the green paradise that was Scotland.