Lola Sanders

Elisa I sat in our room alone. No music. No television on. No sound. Silence. Just complete silence.

I looked down at the scrapes on my knees, thinking of what my mother would say to my now exhausted look. She would most likely say, ’Young lady, you are to look full and alert at all times’, yep, that’s exactly what she would say to me. My mothers nagging voice made me smile, She may have been a bitch to me since I could learn to speak, but I loved my mother and hoped to see her on my next trip back to the states.

Ande owned so many oil rigs around the world I couldn’t keep track. Some in France, Dubai, even twice as much in America. Maybe he would take me back to America sooner than I believed.