Taken Away...

Why...

Sarah glared at her father, she was so so angry. She felt she wanted to scream. Finally after about 12 minutes she rose up the courage to speak. "How could you do this?"she said her voice shaking, she had bags under her eyes and her hair was tousled to one side, she was as pale as a ghost and her appearance  let her father know she was lacking a large amount of sleep. He was relieved to finally hear her voice as he had been sitting across the large table in the dining room nearest to her bedroom for a long time. He had neither been able to sleep because of Sarah's bad reaction to the `Big News` he had wanted to tell her last night. "What did I do!" her dad said in a large deep tone. He then walked out of the room giving her a look as he left the room. Sarah looked at the clock 10:30am it read. "Perfect timing" she said to herself, "if I had said it even two minutes earlier I would have gotten a large scolding."

As her Father stormed down the hall he had passed Jonathan who nearly got knocked down by his father. "What's bugging you Paps" he said in his sarcastic tone. "Ask your sister" He exclaimed and headed towards the library. He looked at the wall he was in corridor 97C Jonathan barely knew his way round even after 16 years but he guessed that she was probably in her bedroom sobbing after the row with her dad. "Oy" he said as he knocked on his twin sister's bedroom door. His tone was a lot softer with his sister than it was with his dad "whats bugging you?" Sarah gazed at him, "Tomorrow" she said, "He's getting married to that old rat Carther tomorrow." Jonathan looked at her his eyes staring into hers...