Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20190210025123/@comment-27147599-20190210031245

Faith turned around, she smiled softly. “Sam!” She placed a flower in his hair with a giggle before turning away to pick more. “You don’t have to follow me around all the time.”

James watched her from the corner of his eye. At least she was wearing something simple today unlike other days. Why again did his father’s mistress have to be around his age. He could have picked someone uglier and older. Why this pretty, young one?