Page 44 of Gash

Angel hugged all three of them, andglancing over her shoulder, she saw Lash there.

“What have I told you abouthugging?”Lash asked, moving to his woman and pulling her againsthis side.

“They’re a couple.Whizzdoesn’t mind,” Angel said.

“Stop huggingeveryone.”

“He’s possessive,” Lacey said.Lash had always been particularly possessive of his woman, evenfrom the start.

Angel rolled her eyes.“Come on.Daisy’s eating breakfast with Anthony.They both slept in.I don’thave a spare bed, so Daisy slept in Anthony’s bed, topping and tailing.They’re still young so I didn’t think it would be toowrong.”

Entering the house, Lacey couldn’thelp but smile.The whole house was charming, and feminine, exactlyhow she imagined Angel.

They made their way into thekitchen, which was a cook’s dream.Angel was known for her ability to cook.Lacey hadn’t been gifted with any kitchen skill at all.She evendestroyed sandwiches.

Anthony and Daisy weresitting together,eating.Daisy wore Anthony’s clothes, and Lacey’s heart went out toher.

“The lawyer is waiting in thesitting room.Lash is just going to get him,” Angel said.“Hey,Daisy, Lacey’s here to see you.”

The young girl looked up.Her brown hairwas so long, and it fell around her.There was no care taken forit, and she didn’t look loved at all.Lacey knew, deep in herheart, that she could love this young girl.

Anthony touched Daisy’s shoulder,squeezing her.

Taking a seat beside the young girl, Laceytouched her hand.“Do you remember me?”

“Yes.You’re Whizz’s old lady,which is weird.You’re not old.”

Chuckling, she tucked some of thatlong hair behind her ear.“So, I’ve been talking with Angel andLash, and we were thinking if you would like, you could come livewith me and Whizz.What do you think about that?”

“Live with you?”

“Yes.”

Lacey’s heart was pounding.Shedidn’t know what to do.What if Daisy didn’t want to live with herand Whizz?

“In a real house?”

“Yes.”

“You’ll pick me up ontime?”

“Yes.I wouldn’t missyou.”

“Come to school for events,and I can still be friends with Tabitha?”

“And me,” Anthony said,glaring at Lacey.

“And Anthony?”

“Yes.You’ll be a Skull child.Whizz and I, we’ll take good care of you.”Lacey squeezed her handa little tighter, trying to gain comfort from her.She wanted togive this young girl a home.No one knew that she cared about Daisyand that it had grieved her each time she went back to her parents,who didn’t care about her.

“Yes, I want that, please.”Daisy climbed off her chair, and threw her arms around Lacey.“Please don’t make me go back to the trailer and to Mom and Dad.They don’t love me.They tell me every day.”

Lacey’s eyes filled with tears.Nochild should be told they were not loved.

Anthony climbed out of his chair andmoved up behind Daisy, hugging her tightly.

“We’ll love you,” hesaid.

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