Noemi
The day after my breakfast with Greer, I’m still a little on edge about the conversation we left unfinished. Since he talked about it, I can’t stop thinking about the greenhouse. When I was little, I loved planting the few seeds I could find around the playgrounds in town in our small back garden. Sure, Mom ripped them out the day they started pushing through the thick layer of dirt, but I still enjoyed seeing it for the short moment it lasted.
This morning I basically escaped the kitchen the first chance I got. With the bounty hunter staring down Jade- Yeah, no. I’m out of there. I have no idea how she can stand being around someone so… scary. How is she not getting chills when he creeps around? Then again, I think there is more behind it. Plus, he never actually did anything thre
