![]() I've been so cross with you and I had no reason to be. "You don't have to say anything." He said. "Michael I…"She began but she couldn't find the words to truly express the way she felt. "I was hoping to catch you." Michael said nothing. Amie took a deep breath and walked forward. He glanced back to see who had followed him and when he saw it was Amie, he turned his head back to the back garden. She shut the door behind her and breathed in the cold crisp air as Michael lit a cigarette. She looked around and saw him walking outside on the back patio and she followed. Amie began to follow when she realized Michael was not amongst the group. When they were finished, the family went back into the sitting room. ![]() They commended her for her cooking and even John and Arthur had second helpings. "It's ready." She said nervously The family went in the dining room and began to eat. He was still bruised and swollen but he was conscious. She moved it all to the dining room table and went into the sitting room where the family was. By the time the evening came, Amie had been cooking for hours. Now, she had a whole new audience to try and impress. She enjoyed cooking for her uncle, and he would occasionally have Ishmael, his wife Sarah, Goliath, and Ollie over for dinner. Tommy then let his family know they were to be at his house for dinner that night. What time?" returned an amused grin "Six o'clock." She said, a smile captivating her face. Shelby" She said with a coy grin "Alright. "for the whole family?" "Yes." "That's a lot of mouths to cook for" "You underestimate me, Mr. Tonight." Tommy looked at her, he could see the sincerity on her face. "Anyway, I would like to cook you all dinner. I'm usually very controlled but, there's been so much excitement going on this week I just…." She paused. I want to make it up to you, my behavior this past week. "You're up early." He responded "I've been thinking…. "Good morning." She offered with a smile. Tommy came downstairs the next morning to find Amie already in the dining room eating. "We should get you to bed, eh?" Tommy said _ Amie laid in bed that night thinking of the ways she could make up her rude behavior to the family, and finally decided she would make them dinner the next day. She felt somewhat relieved of her guilt, but she stayed looking at Michael. You're tough, like him or that man wouldn't have been dead when I got there." She looked at Tommy and knew that he had accepted her apology. And I have always known what he's done, but I have never been a part of it until now." "Yeah, well. "I know it's been scary for you." "My uncle is a dangerous man. Shelby." She offered and looked at him Tommy nodded and gave a small smile. "I've been ungrateful." Amie said, keeping her eyes on Michael Tommy stayed silent "I apologize, Mr. ![]() Lost in thought, she didn't notice anyone had walked up behind her until Tommy cleared his throat. He had not only saved her from death but had saved her from being forced into a situation that would have changed the way she looked at herself forever. But he still ended up in the hospital out of an attempt to save her. They had been fighting since she had arrived in Birmingham, he hated her. Amie stared at him, the lump returning to her throat. His face was clean but, covered in bruises. Meanwhile, Amie sat in the chair and looked at Michael. Tommy nodded for her to follow him and they went to the other end of the room and talked in low whispers. As they waked into Michael's room, Polly stood up. "Would you like to go to the hospital?" Tommy asked curiously Amie nodded again. No significant damage that they can tell." Amie nodded. "Any word on Michael?" She asked "They are keeping him over night. A sinking feeling formed in the pit of her stomach. If it hadn't been for Michael, he would have succeeded. Amie should be used to this as her uncle often needed things 'taken care of', but this was different. They hung up and Tommy instructed her to go get herself cleaned up, when she came back down Tommy was looking at the bodies with a man named Johnny Dogs who would be 'taking care' of them. ![]()
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