A Symphony Of Chance and Choice

ndow, they met me already awake, I had been awake for a whil

is Eugene cannonballed onto my comforter, I rolled my eyes, my baby brother is ten

is brown eyes- the one feature everyone in this house had in common sparkl

y feet off my pillow, you won

easure - cue my eye roll, he stood up and left muttering under his breath about how he w

tart breakfast, soon the kitchen was filled with the swe

ad subconsciously put less food in one plate- because of my mum's illness she doesn't eat much, I s

ould hear my brother's footsteps rushing down

but before he could retaliate, I heard mum's quiet footsteps and I turned towards the so

connecting the fierce woman who single-handedly raised my

" Eugene greets and it breaks me out of my trance. She smiles at him and sits down, I walk to her and kiss her fore

hunny" Her voice is raspy, she looks at Eugene wo

"? She asked him wh

ng is good, then mum starts coughing and the moment is gone, the cough is raking through her body, leaving her shaken, I grab a bunch of ti

, I make a disgusted face at him, and he grabs his bag and runs out as I clear th

in a tray with her coffee and take it to her room wher

nd giving it a little rub "Stop w

go now, I'm getting late, will you be alright ti

ead, smiling at her before leaving the room. I grab my purse from my room, l

rtment, I look down at my watch and I see that I'll make it

to the tempo of the song I'm list

', I look at her and smile sheepishly in apology, she throws me my apron, I

look up from the counter I was wiping, I let out a chuckle as I see who it is, I look over at Rachel and the chuck

arl's cafe, what can I get

no cream and ..." his voice trails off as h

his face red, I chuckle and Rachel glares at me again but I'm sur

, they're totally into each other but my strong-headed best friend would rath

h, things slowed down. Rach a

ng more serious than why so many girls are wearing mini skirts in this weather- it's mid-Octob

reath and avoid her eyes, my throat already

o pale, she's always freezing and the worst part is that the Chemo is taking every single penny we have,

nobody was in the cafe, but Rachel still dragged my heaving body int

the one going through the pains and rigours of stag

ened bottle of water and

and I can't help but smile. Rachel has never been the touchy-feely type, but