Larobb rushed up the stairs to the orphanage entrance. Before he could knock, the door slammed wide open. Hallie’s face appeared in front of him, filled with anticipation. “So?” “She said yes!” Larobb could barely contain himself. A huge grin spread across Hallie’s face. “I knew she would!” She beamed. “Congratulations!” She gave him a... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.75 Proud
“Hi mom, dad! Welcome to the This is our Newcrest exhibition,” Vito greeted Pauline and Leo in an oddly formal manner. Pauline smiled. She could tell her son was nervous. “I love what you’ve done with the art gallery! Looks fantastic!” “We can’t wait to see all the photos.” Leo nodded encouragingly. “Go have a... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.74 If the Streets Could Tell Stories
Vito took his eyes of the camera for a moment and examined the city below him without the lens. He smiled to himself. What started off as a casual activity to allow him to bond with Aslan had now become the most serious project he’d ever worked on. Walking through the streets of Newcrest, taking... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.73 Unpacking
“Hi Sera, welcome back,” the host said over-eagerly. He eyed up the guy on her side with significantly less enthusiasm. “Hey Max,” Sera greeted her one-time co-worker with a smile. “How’s things? Is the good table free?” “For you? Of course it is!” He ushered them outside, gave Lorcan one last cold glare and disappeared... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.72 Normal
The kids gathered in the playroom, fidgeting on their stools impatiently. Hallie said she had big news for them that afternoon, and they’d all been excitedly exchanging theories all morning. “So, are you guys ready?” Hallie kneeled down in front of them with a conspicuous smile, receiving eager nods and yes’s in return. “I thought... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.71 Rage
Lorcan opened his eyes. All he could feel was rage. He was mad at the world and every single person in it. He wanted to kick the wooden panel wall next him, or tear the painting on it and smash it. The painting. The wood. Where was he again? For a moment, he struggled to... Continue Reading →
The Bloomer Legacy: 9.70 Good Name
Vito felt giddy but nervous when he entered Alyssa’s house. He’d been thinking about it ever since Snowflake Day, but before he needed her blessing before he could do much. He took a deep breath. “Oh, hey,” Alyssa looked up. “Aslan’s not here, Larobb took him to Hallie’s to spend some time with the orphans.”... Continue Reading →