Chapter 22
Grace took a deep breath as she close the door, stood there for a second, almost forgetting James' presence until he spoke.
"That took a while. Are you okay?" he asked, seeing the angry expression on her face.
She looked at him with rage. "Oh yeah, I am perfectly fine." She said through a force smile.
"Okay, you are definitely not okay. What happened?"
His asking just worsens her present rage. "You must talk about yourself, James, because I GRACE BUSH AM SUPER DUPER." She spat out without even raising her head.
"Wow" James, sensing the danger in continue pressuring her to tell him, gave up "sure, suit you." While he said that, he had thought of asking her when she suddenly pissed demur, calmed down,
"Well, suited." She spat in a fit.
They worked in silence, while James kept glancing in her direction, but the rage on her face was still very much active. He minded his business.