Of course, real life doesn’t always work out like our childhood fantasies. When Kelly was nineteen years old and barely out of high school, she met ...a guy called Brock. He worked in construction and he came from Perth, but he was working in Sydney on a new high-rise apartment complex, and coming up on the weekends to party with his workmates in the coastal city where we lived. Kelly met him when he was in party mode and before long they were an item. My father was not impressed with Brock, and. ‘Everything is such a mess. I’ve never hit anyone in my life. Please forgive me.’ ‘It’s okay. No, it’s not okay but just don’t do it again and it’ll be alright.’ Kate began to cry. Oh boy for such a beautiful girl she sure didn’t cry pretty. Nate grimaced inwardly. ‘No, no, no don’t cry. It’s actually totally okay. Just stop crying please. I was just surprised, you didn’t hurt me at all.’ ‘I cut your lip. You’re bleeding.’ Nate gingerly touched his mouth and then blanched when he saw the blood. He had spent his last week at Hogwarts having finally admitted his true feelings that he had kept bottled up since the day he first saw her on the train back when he was eleven. His best friend Hermione Granger had always had a certain look about her that had stirred Harry’s emotions even back then but these last few years her body had taken shape, her hair was no longer wild and untamed and these feelings that Harry had had started to develop, they turned into something that he had never felt. The chair was sinfully comfortable, so when she began to softly snore, I too fell asleep.Sometime later, she stirred and sat up in my lap. “Ryan?”I opened my eyes. “Are you okay?”“Husbands and wives are family, right?” Eretria studied my face.I nodded. “Yes they are.”“Then, we’re family, too.” She laid her head on my shoulder again. “Right?”I sat still for a moment as my heart expanded in my chest. “Yes, Eretria. You’re right, we are family, too.” I held her close, and closed my eyes as she.