Chapter 14
Rossie ignored the late afternoon sun that was still bright though the streetlights were coming on. Soon Paris would be showing it’s moniker as the City of Lights. She squared her shoulders and walked over to Stephano, who stood proud and tall in his white shirt, that almost made him seem like an angel.
But she didn’t deserve an angel. She was far from perfect. She tapped his shoulders and said, “Stephano, we need to talk.”
As he turned toward her, she immediately softened and threw her arms open to hug her mom as Stephano said, “Your mother, Barbara, is here.”
“Mom!” Rossie held her tight and got a hint of those breath mints her mother always chewed when traveling as she claimed it helped deter her hunger. Her mother's soft hug calmed her slightly.
Her mother always just k
