were the spitting image of each other.
“Dad, are these kids all yours?”
A large, warm hand landed on my shoulder, “Yes, Tarnee. Ten years is a long time to be stuck on a planet with no access to sophisticated medicine.”
I spent the rest of my day in a whirlwind of introductions to my brothers and sisters, who all knew of me. Each time I tried to ask my parents how they’d found their way back, they told me they’d tell me later, when all the kids were in bed. Unfortunately, I had to leave for work, the quiet a welcome respite after the millions of questions and the chatter of little girls. Chatter that had suspicions starting to form in my mind as to how my family had found their way back to the station.
News had spread like wildfire around the station and every person I passed on my way to work had something to say to me.
“You must be thrilled,” Angela said as I walked up to the waitress station.
All I could do was nod my head and smile at her.
“Well, there’s not much happening tonight. The couple at table six is almost done. There’s a man at table ten who hasn’t ordered yet, but should be ready to any minute, and the party at table Twelve are waiting on their mains.” She handed me the data pad for our section and started to unwind her apron.
“I heard you got a few brothers and sisters?”
“Yeah, six of them,” I told her.
Her eyes bugged out, “Six?” She gasped.
I nodded, turning towards table ten and the man sitting alone. Long dark hair hung down his back, pushed back from a high-ridged forehead, his white skin shining in the soft lights of the restaurant.
“Are you ready to order?” I asked him when I reached his table.
Swirling silver eyes met mine.
“Hello, little bird.”
Author Note
I hope you enjoyed reading Silver’s Captive as much as I enjoyed writing it. I’d love you to leave me a review wherever you purchased a copy or Goodreads.
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About the Author
Lee-Ann Wallace started writing stories as a way to give voice to the characters in her head that turned up every time she sat down to read a book. Discovering a passion for writing love stories, she now spends her time listening to the voices instead of trying to ignore them.
Based in Brisbane, Australia, from an early age Lee-Ann knew she wanted to do something creative. She tried her hand at cooking, fashion design and a multitude of handcrafts, before turning to writing.
Her mother’s response of Read a book to her complaint of being bored at the age of ten led her to the shelf and her mother’s romances. Her mother’s frustration led her to a passion for love stories that’s yet to abate.
Now the question is should she read or should she write. Throw in some chocolate and a cup of coffee and either option suits her just fine.