Free Scarlett's Letter (Touched by a God #1) by Ellie Keys Page A

Year, your daughter screamed that little wonderful word when I took her to the park yesterday,” she heard Chels call out.  “Imagine my surprise that not only did she use the word but she used it correctly and was adamant that at least part of the word was actually not a curse word.”
    “Whatever, slut.  I’m not saying that I’m “Little Miss Perfect,” but I do know that I’m not the only one that has had a bad influence on my child.  We were in the store yesterday and she announces that her “cooch” is hot and she needs to hurry home to get it all clean,” Qui fired back.  “I wonder where she got that little precious word.”
    Scarlett heard laughter from the background then she heard Qui’s laughter join in.  She couldn’t help but join in. It took them a minute, but they finally got themselves under control and finalized their plans.  The call had to end, in spite of her enjoying Chelsea and Qui arguing over what R. J. was going to wear to her first boy-girl dance.  She’d wanted to hear the end of that conversation, but her doorbell rang.  On the other side had been her mother.  Actually, it had been her mother and her mother’s new husband.  The young chucklehead she’d married just over two months ago had tried to hit on her with her mother standing just outside the car, about three feet from where they stood.  Just as he was gearing up to ask her out (yes, the imbecile was just that stupid) a piece of the gargoyle that sat over her front door, next to her balcony, fell and bonked him on the head.  With that incident, she was saved from an indecent proposal and a visit with her otherworldly mother.
    As she thought about her mother and the fact that her boy toys kept getting younger and younger with every passing year, she thought about how similar she and her mother looked.  A horrible thought crossed her mind.  What if Hades had been with her mother? What if being with a “man” with the virility of a god was too much for her and she couldn’t deal with her understated husband anymore? Oh, it would answer so many unanswered questions with one name: Hades.  It would also cause her to lose what little she held in her stomach from lunch.  Yeah, she needed out of her duplex.  She needed out as soon as possible.  Eight that evening just wasn’t getting there fast enough.
    Scarlett knew what she really needed was time in the dance studio.  She needed the freedom of movement to release the tension that had been built up from the past few days with Aides.  Some of it would be relieved when she hung out with her friends, it was true.  The rest she would get out of her system when she paid the studio a visit the next day.  She was going to get the center of her calm back by losing herself in her choreography.  The simple tones and way the violin’s strings were worked in the piece of music that she was thinking of made her heart soar just thinking about it.  As she thought it over, she realized that her most recent piece as about him.  It was unsettling but she was determined to not dwell on that part of it.  She was going to focus on the fact that she was going to be creating and living in the moment of that piece of music.  Thinking about the relief that would come from allowing the music to move through her made her want to sprint to the studio right then.  Her plans couldn’t be changed.  She needed this time with her friends just about as much as she needed the studio time.   
    No one knew that Aides was the one that had been her inspiration for some of her more, well received pieces.  The adoration that she felt for him had spilled over into some of her more moving and emotional choreography.  Tomorrow, she would go to the studio and lose herself in the movements of the piece of music she’d recently chosen.  Tomorrow, she would focus on the problem and allow her creative process to sooth her mind, her heart, her spirit.  Tomorrow, she would determine just how