Wine Stained Lips

, making it hard to breathe. The sirens noise echoes from an ambulance in a distance,making my nervous system a complete wreck. I held back the tears in my eyes and prayed to God despe

re,it held b

t of my mother laying helpless on the bed. She smiled,but it wasn't the type that reached her eyes. I took her in my

rning pancakes. Now,I stood by her bed as needles pierced in her skin,

r. When I walked into the doctors offices,I'm met with four piercing eyes. She is a blonde woman,I assume is in her later 40's.

were focused on her glasses,then her hair,then the coffee mug on her desk---anything to k

...but she's healthy?" I said as tears began to pour.She gave me small hand squeezed and she

re would I get $3000 dollars before the end of the month?,I thought to myself. I managed to gather my thoughts toge

d so many calls. I rolled over to my emails when Julie's call came on.i looked at my call log and she had called me thirteen times when

ve you been- we're celebrating tonigh

Juli

in the top five to present tomorrow....woahh!" she screamed into the phone.

!?" I

e early tomorrow. " she mumbles

hands fidgets on my laps,a crippling smile appeared on my face. I could

h silent prayers in my heart that everythin

mum and a United Nations volunteer nurse in Colombia so she knew more on what to do. I quietly turned the door knob and peeped at her,she's was still asleep. I left a note by her night stand

hortly and ran to give me a hug with teary eyes. I looked around and suddenly everyone looked alike with sympat

he meeting with the Renault's. I insisted upon it and explained to her how I need to take up

When we got to the door,a brunette lady walked in with a sly smile spread croos her face. Her T-shirt was unbuttoned a little too low,just enou

with a full glass window,you could see the lights of Boston. One the left side,a big shelf of wine was on display like a bar but more aesthetical. The office desk was placed on a small platform oppos

sk, wiping something from his pants with paper towels. He had dark hair and wore a blue shirt that

t was strong but yet corrupted like someone who traveled alot. He sounded English and like a New Yorker,and

never ended. She stretched forth and hands, indicating a hand shake. He shook her and his hands,over to me too. I shook him. His palm was warm and slightly sticky. The rush of unsettling thoughts lingers on

the plan--" He began, he was quite an intimidating young man.

the *Winery& Fashion* event in Château de Versailles in June. Julie when into de

ore we got to the hospital. I thought of James sticky hands and what had made them that way. I thought of how much

onable way and I suddenly I realized I had zoned out

is project,Ms Calla?" James as

ed his back and stared. I was completely cut unaware. My anxiety pushed thr

hrough my skin... almost sinful. He was looking through me,not at me. " This would effectively shape the media representation of Renault Wine because it would provide a platform for upcoming

alla,you don't seem to be here and I'd appreciate if my time isn't wasted. If you don't mind. Please excuse me" He stood u

ard foot steps shortly,then Julie walked in ,she walked up to me and he

vain trust fund kid, spending Daddy's fort

ton bells shaped but

ied down and I asked to be alone to clean up and gather myself. Julie is not just my

e male restroom right?

, mouthing my wo

be outside" she said before

n the far left gave it away. I looked in the mirror,to adjust my mascara quickly and leave when he come

ven worse he heard me cry. A sense of embarrassment fl

acknowledge I was there, maybe my prayers were answered and someone had dropped an invis

m so losing

reath was warm on my face and I got a clearer view of his almond eyes

ser--". I look down at his pants and he had on a different pair of pants. He made an uncomfortable sound and I immediatel

some minutes ago. He turned around, pacing back and forth then stops to look at me his muscles