What have I done? Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh brilliant! Now her boyfriend's come to dote on her! Oh man, as if I don't feel bad enough already! Come on Lucinda, time to stop being selfish! That's what got you into this mess in the first place!
"Hi... You're Tabather's sister aren't you? I'm Frank, her... well... her, um,"
"Boyfriend. I know."
"Well, sort of..."
"By what she writes in her diary. I'd say more than just 'sort of' Ooops, did I just say that out loud?
" You read her diary!?" Well, guess I did. The pinkish, guilty look on my face told him everything he needed to know.
"We haven't exactly been getting on recently..." I told him, as if that made everything okay! I was my faut anyway! He clearly agreed with my thoughts.
"Where is Tabather?"
I gestured for him to follow me and lead him to Tabather's room.
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From The Window SeatTeen Fiction
First story in the 'My View' series Tabather and Lucinda are two sisters that hate the sight of eachother, but when things get desperate will they find the love that has been buried deep beneath resentment and loathing...? My View: From The Window S...