Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Mommy.” Natalie arrived at the kindergarten an hour later.

Her two kids were at the entrance, chatting with Joe.

Natalie honked to indicate that she had arrived.

At once, Connor’s eyes lit up when he heard the car honk. He quickly pulled Sharon up. “Mommy’s here.”

“Mommy.” Sharon broke away from Connor and dashed toward Natalie with Connor and Joe in tow.

“Mrs. Smith.” Joe called out shyly.

Natalie smiled. “Joe.”

“Mrs. Smith, this is for you.” Joe took a box out from his school bag.

Natalie bent down and accepted the box with both hands. “What is this?” she asked gently.

“These are cookies baked by my mom.”

Natalie widened her mouth in surprise. “Why are you giving

you for taking good care of my sister.”

in response. “Okay. Thank you, Joe. Tell your

donated some police equipment after visiting Alice in prison some time ago. It was so that the staff members there would take good care

a simple helping hand whenever Alice was bullied so that she

was probably a token of appreciation from Lucinda for what

of cookies as she ushered the three children into the

the sun had already set. Natalie

Wilson, the three

asleep. Her mind was preoccupied with evidence that would be provided at Thompson Group tomorrow, as

she

as she fell into a nightmare. She dreamt that she was seated in the backseat of a car in a beautiful dress and playing with a cute teddy bear. Meanwhile, her mother was seated in

what was being said. However, her mother suddenly got into a heated argument. The next thing she knew, the color drained from

shock of her life when she turned around and saw

fright and bolted upright. Her face was pale, and her

gasped for air in an attempt