Live Your Life To The Fullest
Live life to the fullest, for the future is scarce.
Nick Carter
Short Reads (The Alphas)
Her beautiful, long fingers slept on the yellow curtains as her blue eyes kept searching for the prince she was waiting for. Her mind continued making plans for the future whereas the sun’s rays ran into her pale face, enlightening her complexion and changing her mood.
The girl loved looking outside; she liked watching the beautiful valley across their lovely farm. She felt like being a part of a wonderful picture where the green color along with the rest of the colors of the spring had started dominating in the whole area. She pulled her blonde hair back while her long, yellow dress made her look like Dimitra, the ancient Greek goddess of agriculture and fertility.
The young girl turned back and smiled at her mother who liked staring at her daughter in silence, trying to guess her thoughts. Although her daughter had never revealed her inner feelings, she could understand and explain the signs of love.
“It’s nice being in love, but we have many things to do,” the mother said vaguely.
The middle-aged woman took off her white coat and left it on the chair while she came closer to her daughter and caressed her sweet face.
“There is not only Patrick in your life, Abby,” she said.
“I know that, Mother,” Abby answered angrily.
“Since dinner is ready, I want you to call your father.” The woman abstained from saying anything else because she hated seeing her daughter defensive, being unwilling to talk about her relationship.
“Yes, Mother,” Abby whispered.
“That’s great, thank you, baby.” The woman knew that she had to wait for her daughter’s acceptance.
“I’m going right now.”
Her mother gave her daughter her coat and held her right hand, looking into her eyes, trying to make the introduction for those she was planning to say, but found very difficult to mention since the girl always avoided discussing with her mother about boys.
“Abby, you are only sixteen. I know that you like Patrick and I think he is a good kid, but I don’t want you to rush doing something that you might regret or don’t want,” she said seriously.
“Mom, take it easy, I’m still a virgin.” Abby sounded nervous.
“I just want to tell you that it’s your decision. Don’t let anyone decide for you.” Her mother smiled and hugged her daughter, feeling relieved.
“I know what I’m doing, Mom. You will have to trust me.” Abby said.
“I trust you, baby.” She caressed her hair and laughed. She hesitated to ask directly her daughter about her relationship with the teenage boy, but she couldn’t postpone their conversation either.
“I’m going to call Dad,” Abby said.
“That would be great, honey.”
The young girl put on the white coat and closed the white door behind her, walking slowly toward the stairs of the spacious yard. The sun hid behind the white clouds and the cool air reminded Abby of the cold days of the winter. But the beautiful valley had already put on the dress with the intense colors of light, joy and optimism. One sight upon the large trees was enough to come across euphoria. Her blue eyes had turned into a round mirror, reflecting the magic power of the nature.
Nick Carter
Short Reads (The Alphas)
Her beautiful, long fingers slept on the yellow curtains as her blue eyes kept searching for the prince she was waiting for. Her mind continued making plans for the future whereas the sun’s rays ran into her pale face, enlightening her complexion and changing her mood.
The girl loved looking outside; she liked watching the beautiful valley across their lovely farm. She felt like being a part of a wonderful picture where the green color along with the rest of the colors of the spring had started dominating in the whole area. She pulled her blonde hair back while her long, yellow dress made her look like Dimitra, the ancient Greek goddess of agriculture and fertility.
The young girl turned back and smiled at her mother who liked staring at her daughter in silence, trying to guess her thoughts. Although her daughter had never revealed her inner feelings, she could understand and explain the signs of love.
“It’s nice being in love, but we have many things to do,” the mother said vaguely.
The middle-aged woman took off her white coat and left it on the chair while she came closer to her daughter and caressed her sweet face.
“There is not only Patrick in your life, Abby,” she said.
“I know that, Mother,” Abby answered angrily.
“Since dinner is ready, I want you to call your father.” The woman abstained from saying anything else because she hated seeing her daughter defensive, being unwilling to talk about her relationship.
“Yes, Mother,” Abby whispered.
“That’s great, thank you, baby.” The woman knew that she had to wait for her daughter’s acceptance.
“I’m going right now.”
Her mother gave her daughter her coat and held her right hand, looking into her eyes, trying to make the introduction for those she was planning to say, but found very difficult to mention since the girl always avoided discussing with her mother about boys.
“Abby, you are only sixteen. I know that you like Patrick and I think he is a good kid, but I don’t want you to rush doing something that you might regret or don’t want,” she said seriously.
“Mom, take it easy, I’m still a virgin.” Abby sounded nervous.
“I just want to tell you that it’s your decision. Don’t let anyone decide for you.” Her mother smiled and hugged her daughter, feeling relieved.
“I know what I’m doing, Mom. You will have to trust me.” Abby said.
“I trust you, baby.” She caressed her hair and laughed. She hesitated to ask directly her daughter about her relationship with the teenage boy, but she couldn’t postpone their conversation either.
“I’m going to call Dad,” Abby said.
“That would be great, honey.”
The young girl put on the white coat and closed the white door behind her, walking slowly toward the stairs of the spacious yard. The sun hid behind the white clouds and the cool air reminded Abby of the cold days of the winter. But the beautiful valley had already put on the dress with the intense colors of light, joy and optimism. One sight upon the large trees was enough to come across euphoria. Her blue eyes had turned into a round mirror, reflecting the magic power of the nature.
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