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!Authors note! (Please Read)
Hey, guys! So, before y'all start reading this chapter, I do want to apologize for how long it took me to get this out! I'm fairly certain that not everyone reads the message boards on my profile, so for those of you who haven't, I just want explain why I've been having late updates. My family and I just bought a house not long ago, and ever since we got the keys for it, we've been over at the house cleaning, and doing renovations! The renovations are still being worked on as I'm typing this. We have to be out of our current house by the 31st of May, Aka, this month. I haven't had time to be on my phone to write that much because of this situation, but everything's going good. Again, I want to apologize for the delay on chapters, especially with this book. I know Alison Winchester B.2 has been the book I'm slacking on the most, and I'm definitely not proud of it. I'm trying to do better and write whenever I can, but as much as I hate to admit it, I have to say that my motivation to write for this book has not been there. BUT, that does not mean I'm discontinuing, or canceling this book, because I could NEVER bring myself to do that, and it's not something I want to do! It's just been hard trying to find time to write anything, really. I hope you guys understand, and I thank everyone for being patient, and so supportive, it really means a lot to me! I love you guys so much!❤️
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"Come on, Sam. I'm begging you. This is stupid." Dean stated as he sped down the road.
"Why?" Sam questioned.
"Going to visit mom's grave? She doesn't even have a grave. There was no body left after the fire." Dean said.
"She has a headstone." Sam stated.
"Yeah, put up by our uncle, and man that we've never met." Dean said, glancing between his brother and the road. "So you want to pay your respects to a slab of granite put up by a stranger. Come on."
"Daddy, i don't think that's the point." Alison spoke up.
"Then enlighten me." Dean told her.
"It's not about a body or a casket. It's about her memory, okay?" Sam stated.
"Mmm." Dean hummed.
"And after dad, it just-- it feels like the right thing to do." He said.
"It's irrational is what it is." Dean stated.
"Look, man, no one asked you to come." Sam told him.
"Why don't we swing by the roadhouse instead?" Dean asked. "I mean, we haven't heard anything on the demon lately. We should be hunting that son of a bitch down."
"That's a good idea. You should." Sam told him. "Just drop me off, i'll hitch a ride, and i'll meet you and Ali there tomorrow."
"Right." Dean scoffed. "Stuck with those people making awkward small talk until you show up. No, thanks." He said.
"What about me? You can always talk to me." Alison stated.
"I appreciate it, sweetheart, but trust me, it's for our own good." Dean told her, looking at her in the rear view mirror.
Alison giggled as she hugged her now fixed up teddy bear.
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