His Grace and Love in the Vine Life

When Tay woke up and found herself on the sofa with Ben hovering over her, she wondered what had happened. She could see the worry on Ben’s face and it confused her greatly, Ben did not like her so there was no way he could be worrying about her. “Wait, let me help you, sit up slowly,” he said to her when she made a move to sit up on the couch. When she was comfortable she looked around the room wondering what had happened. She was even more confused when she saw her uncle Mark sitting on a chair across from her with Grace sitting beside him. When had he come from? As she made to get up to greet him properly, he stopped her telling her to sit down and rest a little. “You have been unconscious for quite a while and if you had been any longer, you would have woken up in the hospital because your young man is quite worried about you,” uncle Mark said “My young man?” Tay whispered in confusion. Her confusion increased when her uncle motioned to Ben, uncle Mark must be mistaken,...

When tete Anne and her brother, Alfred, showed up, Tay realized that she was in for it. Of course, Ben’s mom would call the two people in her family who hated her the most. When her parents died, aunt Anne is the one who had wanted her to look for a maid job, while her brother, uncle Alfred had suggested marriage. And neither of them had been too pleased when her aunt Angie had taken her in. Of course, aunt Angie being the youngest in the family, was well known for doing things her own way. She did not follow any route set before her by her siblings and generally went against what they wanted for her. To her the only thing she ever did that they were proud of was marrying uncle Andy, not that she had done it for them though, again she had just been following her heart as she was known to do. To say that they had been disappointed in her with her decision to take in Tay would be an understatement. And since she had received the information she had received from Grace, she could no...

Tendai only half listened to the Doctor’s instructions choosing instead to stare at her left hand which was expertly banged. The nurse had recently given her some pain medication so she wasn’t feeling any pain but she could imagine that she was going to experience a lot of it in the next coming days as the cut healed. She felt very stupid for having gotten herself cut, and in front of the children too. How was she supposed to function with one hand? Could she still use her hand? Her fingers were not cut up and so they were not bandaged and the hand was still somewhat flexible but she imagined it would probably hurt some if she tried to use it too much. The cut, while a little deep, had not bad enough to warrant an overnight stay in the clinic. She had only needed a few stitches for it to be closed. She had however been in the clinic for two days though, and it was not because of her hand, apparently, she was suffering from exhaustion. Her irregular sleeping hours and being constant...