Smokeshow by Abbi Glines EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Abbi Glines
- Language: English
- Formats: PDF / EPUB
- Status: Available For Free Download
- Genre: Billionaire Romance
- Price: Free
- File Size: 2 MB
- Publish Date: April 16, 2023
This wasn’t my home. It never would be. Home wasn’t a place. Home was a
person. If you were lucky, it was more than one person. Because of that, I’d
never be able to go home again. My home had been my dad and my brother,
Cole. Now, they were dead, and I was alive. I was homeless. Even though I
had a roof over my head.
“Madeline, honey, breakfast is ready. No hurry though. I don’t have an
appointment until nine thirty,” Melanie Houston called from the other side of
the closed door.
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I stood there, staring at my reflection in the mirror, wearing clothes that
weren’t mine. Melanie had bought them for me. I would have never chosen
these items for myself or any of the other items she had filled the massive
walk-in closet with before my arrival yesterday. My mother’s best friend was
someone I had never met until she walked into my former neighbor, Mrs.
Miller’s, living room with tears in her eyes to take me “home.”
Melanie was nice. She had come to save me when I had nowhere else to
go. Mrs. Miller barely made it on her monthly check from the government.
Staying with her had been temporary. I had been planning on getting a third
job in hopes I could afford a place to live. I was a legal adult. I wouldn’t stay
with the Houstons that long. Just until I could save enough money to live on
my own.
“I’ll be right there,” I replied and bit my tongue to keep from reminding her
yet again that my name was Maddy.
My mother had named me Madeline, but I didn’t remember much about
my mother. She had died from breast cancer before I turned three years old.
My dad had always called me his “Maddy girl.” I’d never been called
Madeline by anyone, except on the first day of school every year. I would
correct my teachers when they called roll that first time. Had my mother
called me Madeline? There was so much I didn’t know about her.
With one last look at the stranger in the mirror, I walked to the door and
opened it, then headed down the hallway toward the wide, curving staircase.
The chandelier that hung over the foyer appeared to sparkle as the sunlight
came through the windows, hitting it directly. Everything was so clean and
smelled fresh. That was the first thing I’d noticed when I walked in the large
double doors yesterday afternoon.
There was no lingering hint of weed or stale beer in the air. The moldy
smell that I’d grown accustomed to in our apartment was also absent. Would I
ever get used to this?
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