Rebecca had lit candles and had soft music playing in the background. They sat on the couch and talked about their day, laughing. Taron had insisted on making the meal the last part of what they had to do, and Rebecca did not mind because the food was piping hot, fresh from the pot. “So, what did you do today?” Taron asked, giving Rebecca a kiss on the head as they watched the television. “Nothing much, actually.” Rebecca said before shaking her head. “Actually, there was a lot that happened today, especially when I went to go and get stuff at the grocery store.” Rebecca said. “Okay, let me know, I’m interested.” Taron relaxed to listen to her talk. “When I got there to get some rice and fish and some spices, there was a woman holding up the line and talking to the cashier, and you know, I was in a hurry, so I told them off and told them that we had better things to do outside the store.” Rebecca said. “Wow, and did they listen?” Taron asked. “Of course they did
Taron found himself at a crossroads. There was tension between his family's ranch and the neighboring ranch, and things seemed tohave reached a boiling point. Taron knew that the solution lay in working together with the other family to build a fence, but they were too stubborn to admit it. Taron blinked as he looked around him. How did he get back in Texas? Taron could hear the laughter of a woman and suddenly, he found himself riding a horse with her through the fields. Music was coming from somewhere and it made Taron remember his grandmother and the sound of her cello while they went on picnic dates. Taron had always found picnics to be boring but it was always exciting to see her eyes sparkle with passion. Taron sighed as he adjusted his beanie. He realised that he was just in another one of his dreams where his brain would decide to reopen a section of the past. “Guess I’m stuck in here for now.” Taron said, and he looked down to see that he was actually stuck in mud.
“So, I need proof that I would be able to work with you.” Rebecca said as she sat in front of the unsmiling man. “What are you talking about? I just gave you reviews.” The man said. “But dear, reviews can lie.” Rebecca did not look impressed either. After Taron and her had had a wonderful lunch, they had fell asleep while watching television, and Taron had woken up excited, but in a bad way. He had a nightmare, and Rebecca did not know how to feel about that so she decided to forget all about it, knowing that the next in house date that they were going to have was going to be at Taron’s house. Now, she was supposed to be working, and she would be damned if she would allow anyone to get y to her. Her date did not go as well as she thought it would, and she felt that she should bear the guilt of if since it occurred at her house. “What do you want to see in order to know that I will do the job perfectly?” Mr Zaphi asked, and Rebecca rolled her eyes. “Are you asking me
A lot of thoughts ran through Taron’s mind as he wondered what he was going to get out of this place. What if what he got was nothing but another disappointment? And after spending a lot of money too, because hiring a private investigator was expensive. And this time, he was hiring not one, but multiple ones to make sure the search went right. “We are at the top floor, sir.” One of the guards tell Taron and walks out to make sure everything is safe before Taron follows. “Do you think that we might get something out of this?” He asked aloud, but his guards did not answer. “Do I need to repeat myself?” Taron asked in annoyance. “No sir, we think it would go great.” They said in unison as if they had rehearsed it beforehand. “That’s how I’m hoping that it would go, so I would take your word for it.” Taron said and made his way forward. A tall, scrawny looking man was exiting a room from the door in front of them and Taron stopped him. “Hello, I’d like to see the D
Taron and Rebecca were having dinner, in a restaurant this time and Taron had a lot of things he wanted to talk about, but he did not know how to go about it. Luckily for him, Rebecca started to speak first. “So,” She stretched out the words and wrung her fingers nervously. “our last date did not go as expected.” “Well yeah, I mean, it was super awkward and everything.” Taron replied, looking away. “Yeah, I’m sorry, it’s just that I was panicking and for some reason things were not going as well as they usually did.” Rebecca explained. “Oh, you’re talking about you? Please don’t do that to yourself, the meal was lovely, and everything,” Taron looked away. “you know that the only reason why I’m saying that it was awkward was because of the way that I freakishly woke up and woke you up.” Rebecca’s eyes softened as she looked at her boyfriend. “Oh Taron, honey, don’t do this to yourself, it is very normal to have a nightmare.” “It was a very strange nightmare, and hon
Rebecca was on her way to get some more groceries to fill up her fridge when she got the call. After a heated argument with a man who had been trying to woo her for the past year, Rebecca had slammed the door shut and decided to do some stress shopping. “One of these days, Rebecca, I’ll get you! One of these days!” She heard him shout through her door. “I have a boyfriend! If you come down knocking on my door again, I’ll file a restraining order against you!” Rebecca had yelled back. “I’ll be back for you, Rebecca!” “Yeah, and if you come back, you’d never go back.” Rebecca muttered under her breath, wondering if scaring him with a knife would work to keep her out of his way. Eloise had a miscarriage scare. That was what she and Taron had rushed out to hear when they got to the hospital. Apparently, she had been bleeding and she panicked and called her husband who then panicked and called Taron while taking her to the hospital. The doctor had explained to Rebecca and
"Taron?" Rebecca asked as Taron picked up the calla. "Becca? Why do you sound so worried?" Taron sounded tired and Rebecca felt bad almost immediately. “I am so sorry, were you sleeping before I called?” Rebecca asked. “Yes, but I’ve been sleeping for quite some time already and you woke me up just in time.” Taron responded. “Just in time to do what?” Rebecca asked. “Just in time to talk to you.” Taron responded and Rebecca smiled a bit. “So, talk to me baby girl,” There were shuffling noises before Taron let out a sigh. “what happened? You sound like you’re down.” “I’m sorry, it’s just that something happened and I wanted to talk to you about it.” Rebecca said in a small voice. “Again, don’t apologize, we are in this together; tell me what happened exactly.” Taron said and Rebecca nodded before she realized that Taron could not see her. “So, Loraline called.” Rebecca said, as if expecting a reaction from Taron. “Who’s Loraline?” Taron asked. “H
Rebecca sighed as she got down from the plane. Her aunt had moved to Arkansas a few years back, and this was actually the first time that she was setting foot on the soil. She waited patiently for the ride that she had ordered and thought about what she was going to say to her family members throughout the whole thing. "Maybe we can start over, a fresh start, j forgive you." Rebecca said aloud and immediately realised how unoriginal that sounded. Reminded her of the sweet, innocent character, usually complete with blonde hair and blue eyes. Not that it was originality Rebecca was looking for. She just wanted things to become better, so that she could have people to identify with who had similar genetic qualities with her. It bothered Rebecca that she did not have a family. Until Taron came into her life, she was well and truly alone. A car stopped in front of her and the windows went down. "Rebecca Torres? Are you Rebecca Torres?" The older man in it asked and Rebecca sig