Young Michael Jackson ♥

Chapter 4,

Smack, I was woken up once again in the middle of the night da my two-year-old daughter's tiny feet kicking me in the face as she slept. I know what you're thinking; why is she not sleeping in her own letto yet? The answer to that domanda is that I just can't handle listening to her cry! It's the worst thing in the world and it's easier just to give in to her! I can tell that Grace is just dying to rub the fact that she might be right in my face! I like the dynamic that Grace and I have because she keeps her distance when I'm home. Usually I send her down to see her family when my...

After talking with Maris and his mother one the phone, Michael went to the cucina to fix himself some breakfast, and look over some paperwork for the upcoming meeting at MJJ Productons, Inc. Michael sat down at the cucina tavolo while having his customary oatmael with nuts and fruit; in addition, to have a fresh glass of frutta juice, and a cup of green tea. As he was looking over the paperwork, Michael's housekeeper, Hannah, walked into the cucina and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Good morning, Michael," she replied, "Hey, Hannah, how are you," Michael replied, "How te been," Michael...

Michael went upstairs to take a doccia and get ready for his data with Maris before doing that he made a call to his mother to see how she was doing. "Hi, mother, this just me," he said,"Hi, sweetie, how are things going with you," she asked. Michael told her everything was fine, and he told her about his data with Maris. "Oh, that's good, Michael, I hope things go well for the two of you, have a good time," she told him during the phone conversation. "I will", detto Michael, as he hung up the phone.

While he was getting ready, Michael put on his and sprayed some on his chest; a well, as putting...