"Wait for Me"

A story about a true, deep love. One that isn't at the surface, but deep beneath it. One that leads two long lost souls back together. A connection so strong and real that it can save a life. Asher is a boy with good looks, smarts, charm, popularity and money. All the girls want him, but he doesn't want any of them. As he decides to wait for the right one to come along, he finds memories amongst his daily life that intrigue him. At the same time, he feels senses of danger and hurt, but he doesn't know why and what they mean. Summer is a gorgeous, blonde-haired girl, who almost looks like a fairy. She lives in the category of the less fortunate people of the world. Having had enough of her depressing life with an abusive drunk mother, she struggles to find her purpose in life as she walks along the streets all alone. But trouble is closely following and it won't be long until it swallows her up. Join this adventure of courage, persistence, acceptance and love. *cover pic not mine*


2. "We're Getting Twins!"

Monday, 22 September 2014

Lockwood Mansion


A yawn escaped Asher's mouth as he rolled out of bed. 

"Asher, we gotta go to school now! Hurry up!"


"Asher?" Isaac Lockwood stepped through the bedroom door, finding Asher on the floor and burst into laughter. "Get up, Asher, it's 8 o'clock."

Asher's eyes shot up to the clock on the far wall. "Oh crap, it is!" Asher jumped up and scrambled into the bathroom, furiously brushing his teeth while trying to shave. 

"Got your uniform, bro." Isaac threw the white-and-grey bundle through the hole in the bathroom wall. "Never thought a hole in the wall would be handy. We should tell Mom and Dad to hold up on getting it fixed. Here." A grey and maroon tie flew through the wall. 

"Fanks." Asher spat out the minty froth and threw water on his now clean-shaven face. 

"We are getting that wall fixed, boys, and hurry downstairs! You've five minutes and I'm leaving!", a deep voice shouted from the front living room. Jack Lockwood, Isaac and Asher's father, was impatiently waiting for his sons by the door. Jack was the CEO of one of the largest and successful companies in their city.

"Coming!" the boys yelled back in unison. Together, they rushed down the marble steps and through the large house. Isaac sighed with relief.

"Forgot my bag! Gimme a sec." Asher fumbled with the car door, threw it open, raced back to their room, retrieved his bag and was back down in record time.

"Anything else?


"That was real fast by the way. You're in for first place at the races next week." 

"Thanks, if I can beat Adam. He's a human rocket."

"Believe in yourself, honey. And don't forget your breakfast." Cindy, Asher and Isaac's mom, shoved a bagel through the  driver's window, kissed her husband goodbye and ran back into the house.

"What's she in a rush for?" Asher took a bite out of his bagel.

Carlson, their new chauffeur, started up the shiny Mercedes and backed out of the garage carefully. "Mrs. Lockwood has a doctor's appointment again this morning."

"Oh yeah! What was the news from yesterday?", Isaac spoke up.

Dad grinned. "Boys, we're getting twins!"

"Sweet. When's Mom due?"

"Pretty soon. We've got to stay a couple nights next week, so you boys have got the house to yourselves, since Tina has to go home to take care of her sick aunt. I do hope she will be back to help us out soon. With Cindy due for two, we'll have our hands full." Tina was their stay-over housekeeper."But make sure Jarred doesn't get up to any trouble." Jarred was Asher and Isaac's thirteen year old dare-devil of a brother, the current youngest Lockwood.


"That's no friends over, homework done, and make sure there's not too much tv."

"Dad.", Isaac repeated. 


Asher dropped his half finished bagel. "Dad, we forgot Jarred!"

"Crap, you're right. Think you could call Mom and see if she can drop him off?"

"She can't drive." 

"No? How is she getting to the doctor's then?"

"She takes the bus, Dad." Isaac groaned and ran his hand through his brown hair.

"I thought I told her not to take public transport. Buses and trains can be really filthy, you know. Don't we have a chauffeur?"

"I'm right here.", Carlson spoke up.

"What happened to old Harold?"

"Retired last week."

"Is that so? Well, no problem! We can head back and grab Jarred! Boys, remind me to hire another chauffeur. Oh, and a nanny. Make that two nannies."

Adam picked up his bagel and turned to Isaac. "We're going to be so late."


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