Safety_Kossy

An exciting novel that will leave you in a state of shock. Enjoy and relax, finding out in The Swing what became of this two lover birds, Spencer and Liz.........











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The Swing.

"Liz! Liz!" Greg followed her to her house.


"I wanna be alone!" She stormed into the parlour, sat on the chair, scribbling her blonde.


"I'm sorry for everything" he paused; "I lost hope in you and Spencer, and I thought you needed counseling or rather your family" he paused again; "...I was worried Liz, I only wanted the best for your marriage"


Now Liz looked at him, listening to him.


"...I ran across Meghan and I didn't know when I started telling her the whole thing. I swear I didn't do it on purpose. You provoked me Liz and I was just pissed off" he continued; "...it's a long story but I decided to bring her to see you"


"You brought her to my marriage house" Liz said in a high tone.


"I'm sorry" was all Greg could say. Liz understood.


"It's okay. You're forgiven, but just go. You should try and understand. I wanna be by myself" she swallowed harder this time.


"Take care" he turned and left. Liz closed the door gently and listened to the noise of his car going and went back to her sit.


She just had to cool down. She took a deep breath, in and out... 


And burst out in tears. She cried. Listening to her twin sister say all those horrible things to her was heartbreaking. How did her life turn to this in just a second? She stood crying, sat crying, and fell crying. She could hear the echo of her wail from distance away. She had hoped for love, care, affection, family and not sorrow, pain and death.


2003