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Honestly, I was confident that I’d done well. Not as well as I could have done, but that was my fault since I’d spent my weekend running around. One thing I loved was that the cafeteria always served home-style cooked meals. After we’d spent an hour and a half, we filled our plates with mashed potatoes and turkey before sitting at our normal table. My brain hurt, but it was a good pain.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
New Circular Motion
Genuine Soul
Angel Rupert
New Circular Motion / 3rd of series: Genuine Soul / By Angel Rupert
Published 2023 by Bentockiz
e-book Imprint: Uniochlors
e-book Registration: Stockholm, Sweden
e-book ISBN: 9789198846928
e-book editing: Athens, Greece
Cover Images created via AI art generators
Title Page
Introduction
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Through books we come into contact with everything important that has happened in the past, analyzing also current events and putting our thoughts together to predict the future. The book is a window to the world, acquiring valuable knowledge and sparking our vivid imagination. It is a means of entertainment and is generally seen as a best friend, or as a slave that carries together all valuable information for us. The book is a friend who stays together without demands, a friend you call upon at every moment and abandon when you want.
It accompanies us in the hours of boredom and loneliness, while at the same time it entertains us. In general, a book does not ask anything from us, while it waits patiently on a dusty shelf to give us its information, to get us out of dead ends and to travel us to magical worlds.
This may be the travel mission of our books. Abstract narration, weird or unconscious thoughts difficult to be understood, but always genuine and full of life experiences, these are stories of life that can’t be overlooked easily.
This may be the start of something amazing.
Before going to Mona’s, we drove to Bill’s Drug and Grocery. I hadn’t forgotten my promise to Nicola and wanted to pick up her requested items. It was always busy on the weekend. Ever since Bill died and his son took over and expanded the store, business had picked up. I spent about twenty minutes in line and by that time, all the macaroni and cheese was gone. Just my luck.
I wasn’t going to give up that easily. They said more would be made in a half an hour and I went to browse the five-dollar movie voucher bin for a decent looking Kung-Fu film. Most of them were ones I’d seen before, and if I’d seen them, she probably had too.
“Why are you getting food for Nicola?” Micah asked. “Are you going for it? It’s about time.”
“Nice try, but no. Nicola is just a friend.”
Even as I said those words, I was unsure of my real feelings. I may have liked her in the past, but that was ages ago. Things had changed since then, and we were different people. But if I didn’t care about her in that way, why was I trying so hard to find the perfect movie?
I found one that didn’t look familiar called Duel to the Death from the eighties and went with it. I picked out an old Popeye cartoon for Colton as well. By then, they’d made more food and I got what I’d come for then left. I filled up Mona’s gas tank before going back to the house.
We reached the Taylor’s, but there were no cars. After spending so much time there, I felt comfortable enough to just walk into the house more so than I did my own. I went in and was almost immediately swept into Robin’s oxygen-stealing embrace. I nearly dropped the container of food. Micah had to catch everything before it fell to the floor.
“You came back!” she said. “I was worried you wouldn’t.”
“Or course I did! Did you and Nicola finish painting?”
“Yes.” She glanced down at Colton and then up at Micah “Who are these guys?”
“These are my younger brothers, Colton and Micah. Guys, this is Robin Sharmentino.”
“Sharmentino?” Micah asked.
I nodded and waited for him to ask questions, but he didn’t. He only stared at her while Colton waved and the four of us walked into the kitchen.
Nicola and Mona were talking while Nicola washed her paint brushes in the sink and turned around when they saw me. Mona smiled when she saw Colton and lifted him into her arms before kissing Micah’s cheek.
“How’s my favorite boy?” she asked.
“I’m good! I missed you Mona!” Colton said.
Nicola glanced at Colton in confusion. She’d been living in New York when my family adopted him, so it wasn’t a surprise that she hadn’t met him.
“This is your little brother?” she asked. She smiled at him then surprised me by taking him from Mona. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Colton. Are you Mona’s sister? You’re pretty like her.”
“Smart boy,” I said, winking at her.
Nicola blushed then her gaze found the container of food and her eyes grew wide.
“That . . . is a lot of mac and cheese.”
“It looked good, so I got extra.” I handed it to her as well as the movie. “Ever see Duel to the Death?”
“I haven’t, actually. Nice work, Luke.”
“Nicky, please don’t tell me you’re having him run errands for you,” Mona said.
“I’m having him run errands for me.”
Colton laughed but Mona didn’t look amused. It may have bothered her, but it didn’t bother me. I didn’t mind running errands for Nicola. It gave me an excuse to be close to her.
We all watched the movie since there was nothing else to do. Nicola even shared some of the pasta, and Mona made hotdogs to go with it. The movie was corny, as we’d expected, but entertaining, nonetheless. Robin didn’t like the violence and after a while, she fell asleep curled up in the love seat. Colton, who had taken a liking to Nicola, fell asleep next to her on the floor with his head in her lap.
For having so many people live there, the house was often empty. I hadn’t seen their Uncle Riley or Mona’s grandparents at all. The quiet wouldn’t last for long. Gabby’s uncle Mitch from her mother’s side was coming into town and so was his son, Matthew, who was bringing his wife and twin boys.
I wasn’t really paying attention to the film. I’d borrowed Mona’s tablet and was doing some research. Robin had mentioned an Uncle Jeff dying in a car crash, so I looked up those key words. A list of news reports came up about a Jeff McAlister and how he died in a suspicious accident. Evelyn was nearly strangled to death and suffered minor injuries. The man responsible was never found, and she disappeared about six months later, never too be seen again.
Getting more curious, I looked up the Sharmentino case. There were even more articles for this including old posters for Lela’s disappearance and stories of the accounts of the night Sheila and Mark Sharmentino died.
I found a photo of Sheila Sharmentino, and she looked like an older version of Robin, right down to the curly hair. I also saw leaked photos of Lela Sharmentino’s mug shot and wanted posters. She was the MITF’s most wanted criminal.
A long time ago, Scott told me about what had happened. The daughter, Lela, was with her mom visiting a friend when she was kidnapped in the middle of the night by a stranger. She was missing for four years before she came back. By then, she had drastically changed and had gotten involved with a dangerous group of people. They learned that she came from a rich family and killed her parents then took Robin before demanding ransom from her brothers.
The dispute lasted an entire year and after Mark Sharmentino’s brother-in-law and his five-year-old daughter Robin were murdered, it finally ended. No one knew all the details and what happened to Lela and her two brothers was still a mystery.
After the movie was over, Nicola offered to put Colton in her room so he could nap more comfortably and Mona, Micah, and I talked while somewhat paying attention to a stupid film on the horror channel.
“What’s with the sad face?” Mona asked me. “You look like you just found out you were adopted.”
I chuckled nervously. “Do I? Well, considering that I did, I must have the right face for such a thing.”
“We both did, actually,” Micah threw in.
She stopped eating and stared at me. I kept my expression firm so she would know I wasn’t making a joke then she set down her plate of food. I wasn’t planning on venting to her, but I had no one else to talk to.
“Guys, are you serious? I knew your little brother was but you two as well?”
“I’m serious as a heart attack. Or maybe leukemia, in my case.”
“Wha . . . how did you find out?”