Chapter 15

It had been over a month since I'd started staying with Pauline and Owen. During these very weeks I had gotten so close to one of them, that one being Pauline of course. Owen on the other hand was a hard shell to crack. No matter how hard I tried to start up a civil conversation he'd always throw in some comment or ignore me completely. I recall once having had walked in on him having breakfast in the kitchen. The thought of talking to him hadn't crossed my mind till my mouth opened up. "Where's Mrs James?" I heard myself ask and I knew that getting an answer from him would be as easy as asking a wall for directions. Not. So to say I was astonished when he responded would have been an understatement. "She went out with her friends for their afternoon tea or something." He said chewing on some corn flakes. It must have been his favourite cereal for him to actual talk to me. Maybe having a bowl of the cereal around each time I tried to talk to him would be a great idea. "She says sitt