More NaNoWriMo update! Today I’m here to share another tidbit of this time travel romance story. In Another Time.
βWait, abuela!β Leonardo said. He raise both hands up in surrender, but Isabela will have none of it. The word, abuela wouldnβt let her. This was personal now.
βIβm not going to let a trespasser do what he wants when Iβm around!β she declared and wildly trash the hangers. She chased Leonardo out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
He was at the bottom of the stairs when Leonardo stopped and grabbed her wrist. βOkay, Iβm sorry for calling you abuela, but you look like her, at least when she was younger.β
Leonardo let go and she let her hand down. Leonardo, doesnβt seem dangerous at all. βYou must know your grandmotherβs name no?β
Leonardo looked at her. βHer full name is Maria Estella Isabel Jurado Portes.β
Her face felt hot. She went back to chasing him out with the hanger. He walked backward through the corridor while covering his face.
βI donβt know whatβs going on. I thought this is a dream but Iβm telling you the truth! And I live in this house.β One of the hangers whacked his head as Leonardo lowered his hand to fumble in his pocket. Leonardo pulled out a key. The key of the house hanging on a keychain with three tiny pompoms. βThis is my home too, abuela.β
She tentatively walked up to him and took the key. She felt around her skirt and chuckled. βNice try! You stole it out from my pocket.β She dropped it in her skirt and pointed the door using the hanger. βOut.β
Leonardo looked lost.
“Abuela, please believe me,β he said and her heart warm up in the loving way he said βabuelaβ. Leonardo sounded desperate, but he says every word for her with affection. If she was an old woman, she would be glad to have him as her grandchild.
βIβm really sorry Leonardo, but you canβt be here. This isnβt even my house.β
βWhat the hell is going on,β Leonardo whispered while letting her pushed him out.
Once he was out, she closed the door again and pull out the key. She shake the ring and let the three yarn pompoms dance, one blue and two red pompoms. She made it the same day Alonso entrusted her with his spare key. It’s the one and only.
βHm, he thinks he can fool me by showing the keys?β she laughed and froze when she noticed an identical keychain with pompoms hanging at mounted key holder beside the door. βQue?β
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That is a lovely read, I wanted to read more π Happy writing, this is awesome. I can’t wait, I am waiting for this month end to end soon π God of time, I need more time. I damn need more time, so I can sit and read a LOT. I get busy a LOT these days π Reality hit’s very hard when it does, I go offline π Happy writing, and a lovely sunday Jessica π
Thanks Simon β€οΈ and I do understand you completely. I haven’t blog the last three days too. When reality calls, everything you hold needs to drop. I hope you’re having a satisfying Sunday my friend, away from work and relaxing at least. π€π€π€
Sunday was a busy day, but relaxing, as I was busy cooking delicious foods π But hardly had time to open my mobile or laptop. It still was relaxing, and that’s called reality π³ ππ. Have a wonderful week Jessica π€π€
Oh well, the most important part is that it was relaxing π Wishing you a wonderful week as well π€π€
exactly π and delicious tooβΊοΈπ
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And now the story begins π It will be a great and full of emotions story dear Jess! π€π
Aw, seriously dear Ribby, any more sweet words, and I will have to live without a heart. It will fly away from growing wings because of you π But as always thank you for encouraging me so π₯°
As always Iβm just honest π You know how to give chills through words π
π And your comment made my day… err… night π
Night, day, day, night…I know for you thereβs no difference π€ͺ
Time to hide. Too many are starting to know my habits π
Hahaha π€£
Most intresing and funny story,dear!! Enjoyable π
Thank you Aruna <3 Your words never fail to make me smile. π
You are most welcome.I wish-you may smile foreverπ
Thank you <3
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Most intresting and funny story.
Coat hangars hurt. I don’t blame him for leaving.
Somehow I get the sense that there’s a mistaken identity going on here.
Not really. She’s chasing him out of his house, unaware that he somehow traveled back in time. π That’s why there are two keys.
Oh, time travel. I see. That can get very confusing.
Very much so π
Hmmmm..sounds like an enticing read, Jessica! πβ€οΈπ
Thank you so much Diana π
Oooh that is a teaser! Good job!
haha π Thank you π
Wow.
I really love the way this is going, Jessica. β€
What a cliffhanger of an ending.
Or should I say, a keyhanger of an ending? π
Thanks Chris! I had to read over again to notice you change the cliffhanger to keyhanger π