Broken Glass by Tabitha Freeman

Author:Tabitha Freeman [Freeman, Tabitha]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: TRFreeman, LLC
Published: 2012-03-07T06:00:00+00:00

“Erm, are you all right?”

Wait a minute. That wasn’t Julianne’s voice. I turned around in my chair and found myself facing a tall, slender boy with a crop of dark, unruly curls on his head and a confused frown on his lips.

“Who are you?” I demanded. Who dared come in Julianne’s office during my time? Worse yet, during my very important evaluation.

“I could ask you the same,” he replied evenly, cocking his head to the side. “Are you the new secretary?”

I was surprised both at the question and his foreign accent.

“No,” I answered. “I’m…you tell me who you are.” He sighed and walked past me. I noticed for the first time that there was something in his hand.

It was a gallon of chocolate milk.

He went to the fridge and put it inside.

“Where’d you get that?” I asked him, raising my right eyebrow.

“I made it,” he replied, and I detected a hint of slight irritation in his voice.

“Oh,” I said, as the realization hit me then. “You’re Julianne’s son, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I am,” he replied, smiling slightly. “What gave it away?”

“The chocolate milk,” I said. “Julianne tells me you make it.”

“Do you like it?” He asked. I couldn’t help but smile myself.

“It’s wonderful,” I told him.

“Well, thank you,” he said graciously, with a nod of his head.

“What’s your name?” I asked him then. Julianne had never told me.

“Conner,” he said, coming over and extending his hand. I shook it.

“You don’t sound like her,” I noticed.

“Pardon me?”

“Your accent,” I said. “It’s…not American, is it?”

“No, not quite,” he replied, with a chuckle. “I was raised in England, and I live with my father’s parents year-round there. I’ve just graduated from the university, so I’m taking a year here to be with my Mum and Dad.”

“How interesting,” I mused. “You do resemble your mom, though.”

“Yeah, I get that a lot,” he said, a sparkle crossing into his dark green eyes then. “So, you’re not the new secretary, I suppose?”

“No,” I replied. “I’m…um, I’m a patient of your mother’s actually.” My voice became very quiet and I couldn’t really look him in the face anymore.

“Oh,” he said, nodding, and his tone didn’t change at all, as if it didn’t matter that I was a nutcase.

“I’ve been waiting for almost half an hour for Julianne,” I told him. “I come here four times a week and she’s never late. Do you know where she is?”

“Yeah, she’s just picking up some medicine for my dad,” Conner told me. “He got sick on the plane ride back from England last week and it’s turned into a nasty stomach virus.”

“Julianne went on her family vacation to England?” I asked, surprised.

“Yeah, but she flew back before me and Dad did,” he said. “Something important came up here.”

“Oh, no,” I muttered. “I had no idea…”

“What’s that?” Conner asked, puzzled.

“Oh, nothing,” I recovered, quickly. Then, the door opened and Julianne rushed in.

“Sorry I’m late, Ava, I—” She began, and then stopped when she saw Conner. “Oh, hi, Conner, honey. What are you

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