Amalea Lyra Via always had terrible luck when it came to the opposite sex. Between bad dates and stalkers she has encountered almost every bad situation a single female can experience. Until one day she thinks she found the one, if she can get passe...
D held Ashlie as she whimpered in her sleep. He smoothed her hair away from her face.
"I have good news my love." D gently touched her arm.
Seconds later she opened her puffy eyes and looked sadly at me. D continued when she didn't speak.
"I spoke with Larry and he say Lyra alive." He smiled encouragingly trying to coax a smile from her. "Is he with her? Call him, I want to talk to her." Ashlie quickly demanded. "He not with her but he say she ok." He tried to reassure her. Ashlie called Lyra's phone and waited for her to answer but she received a message saying the mailbox was full then the call disconnected. She put her phone down and cried. "She promised she would be there for me." "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, I'm sure Larry tell the truth. Her mail full for everyone do just like you. She call you soon. Come us feed babies." He smiled holding out his hands to help her up. "Baby, one baby. One very active baby." Ashlie corrected as she slowly stood up.
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Lyra was on the phone with her cellular provider arranging for a replacement phone and checking her voicemail. She deleted all 30 message from Q threatening her. She listened and made notes of who to call back as well as their numbers. After a few minutes the representative explained if she wanted a new phone she'd have to buy it, all replacement phones were refurbished. Lyra thanked the person for their time and ended the call. She hoped she would have better luck at the store. Just as she decided to listen to the rest of her messages later, her mother's voice caught her attention. "... is my fault. I am so sorry for everything I put you through. I know you are unhappy with me right now but... Maybe you can find it in your heart to visit me. You don't have to talk or if you prefer I won't say a word. I just want to see your face. Please think about it." Her mother's voice stopped and the automated voice asked if she wanted to replay, save or delete the message. She leaned back against the counter and stared at the phone. It was the nicest and most loving she had ever heard her mother in her life, even in front of strangers. She saved the message and listened to the next message. To her surprise it was her mother's voice again.
"I didn't know Christopher hurt so many other woman. I didn't want to believe you...I am sovery sorry I should have listened to you, I thought he was such a nice young man, I never thought he was... I cannot apologize enough, I am sorry, Amalea. Please let Roberto know that you're safe." Lyra saved that message as well and called her father.
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Larry was sitting on the edge of his bed shirtless with his head hanging low when Laurent came to get him.
"What wrong? Why you not ready?" Laurent asked. "I not know nothing, I almost lose her and she act like I wrong for worry." Larry said sadly. Laurent sighed sitting beside his brother. "You say she call you after her bad day and only talk about you day." Laurent said. Larry groaned and reverted to speaking French expressing his frustration that he should have asked about her day. Laurent assured his brother Lyra would not want him to be like this. "She say no worry, she ok. And you worry anyway. She do what she have to for you and now it you turn. Stop worry and get ready. You see her soon" Laurent stood up and walked out.
