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from Forbidden Desires-Sequel to Desires of the Heart by Tiffany S. Doran

Copyright © 2019–2020 Tiffany S. Doran

Chapter 17

Billy went straight to Daisy's after he went home and talked to his mom about his visit with Tate. His mom was not surprised about anything. Her only reply was, "Yeah, he wasn't anything like that at first. I guess they never are. It isn't until you are with them a little longer that the crazy side comes out if they have one. Of course with your dad, he was a tad off anyways. Nothing major, mind you, but kinda quirky, fidgety, nervous. I should've known honestly. But I got you out of the deal so that's fine with me." she smiled.

Billy knocked on the door and Katie answered.

He felt awkward now, knowing what Daisy said to her about him.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Brady. Is Daisy home?" he stammered.

"Please, call me Katie and yes, she's up in her room. I'll get her, you can come in."

Katie walked to the foot of the stairs and yelled for Daisy and then walked back into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Daisy bounded down the stairs, grabbed Billy's arm and said, "Come on, let's go sit outside and you can tell me everything."

"So, what was he like?" she asked eagerly. "Was he mean, scary, did he fit that creepy stalker motif?"

"Mean, yes. Billy began. Scary, umm that's debatable, does he fit the creepy stalker motif, absolutely. You would've been proud of me in there. I stood up to him. He went on and on with me about your mom and my mom, then something about a parole hearing. He told me to ask your mom about. He's a very unpleasant person."

"Parole hearing?" Daisy questioned. "I didn't t...






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