Wicked Wings [COMPLETE]

CHAPTER 1

Just Another Day

'Man proposes, God disposes.'

What do you do, when your actions bring misfortune?

When things turn out to be nasty when you least expect them to be?

When nothing seems viable?

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"Where are you going so early, Khushi?"

She heard Jazz call her name from behind and she turned around to look at her.

"Where do you think I would go other than office on a lazy weekend?"

Jazz quirked at Khushi's curt reply and finally concentrated on her bowl of corn flakes, simultaneously texting on her iPhone.

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"Give me a minute sweetheart, I will just take two more minutes."

Mom addressed to Khushi, from the kitchen.

She was busy arranging the grocery in the kitchen that they had bought last evening.

Her mother had always been an independent woman.

She never saw her break down even during the toughest times of life, when her dad left the world forever.

Adrienne Vermount, her mother, worked as a Public Relations Officer in a renowned firm and had never let her two daughters feel that something's missing.

However, there was one thing that made Khushi immensely jealous of her mother.

Adrienne didn't have to work on Sundays like her!

"Grrr"

Khushi practically groaned sulking over her mundane life, wherein her Sundays too were as boring as the rest of the week.

Her thoughts came to an abrupt halt when she saw her mother getting out of the kitchen, grabbing her car keys and approaching Khushi.

"Let's go!"

She patted Khushi's shoulders, enthusiastically.

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Khushi kept looking at her, trying to figure out what was wrong, and after a brief period, she finally discovered it.

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"Erm.. mom, you sure you would want to drop me at my workplace wearing an apron over your outfit?"

Jasmine broke into a laughter hearing Khushi's statement, and their mom looked at herself, embarrassed.

"Oops Sweetie, I'm so sorry."

Saying this, she quickly untied the belts of the apron from her waist, threw it on the sofa and rushed out with Khushi towards the car.

Unlocking the car, Khushi sat on the passenger's seat while Adrienne put the key into ignition and the engine roared to life.

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How desperately she waited for her 18th birthday, no one could ever comprehend.

At least, that would save her from this daily routine of being dropped by her mother to her workplace!