--Imogen on 04 October 2011 - 11:45PM
Matthew was late. Seriously late. If he wasn’t already dead, she just might have to kill him. Julius Flint’s birthday party was in full swing as Hope arrived at his home, clutching a carefully wrapped present in her hand. She climbed the stairs to the front door, glancing about her in the vain hope that Matthew might actually turn up.
Hopefully so. I needed a quick blast of some writing to blow the cobwebs out, and Hope's been niggling in my brain for a couple of weeks.
Needs a bit of tweaking and hopefully a beta...
Thank you :) Allie's still around, and I think is good to pick up from where she's left off. I'm not home at the moment, so internet connection is too hit-and-miss to send her a file.
Will definitely yell for help if she can't do it and your offer is MUCH appreciated. You may need to re-read anyway ;)