"I've a feeling mom is hiding something from me." I said. "You can't trust Olivia." replied Gladys
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Adam lives in New York with his husband Jack and their three children as well their dog Scooby. Adam is a special victim's detective.
He love his...
I was in my car shop fixing up a car. I was covered in dirt and oil. The door opened and Emily came in. I removed my goggle and smiled at her.
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(Gladys)
"Hello sweetheart." I said. "Hey Auntie Gladys." replied Emily. "What's on your mind?" I asked. "Well, I wonder if you want to come with me to the bookstore." she said. "I'd love to." I replied. "Thank you so much." replied Emily and hugged me. I hugged her back and stroked her hair.
"Just let me change clothes first." I said and she nodded her head. I went to my room and changed. I put on my serpent jacket and fingerless gloves. Then I went out to Emily.
"Wow, you look like a rockstar." she said amazed. "Thank you honey, my style is so much cooler than Olivia." I replied. "Why don't you like her?" asked Emily.
"Your grandfathers only loved Liv, she was their everything. I, on the other hand, was an unwanted child. I always ended up in the shadow of little miss perfect Olivia." I said. "I'm sorry to hear that." replied Emily. "It's okay, I haven't spoken to my parents in thirteen years." I said. We went out and I started my motorcyle.
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Holly's: POV
"Hello darling." said Janet. "Hey." I replied and gave her a kiss. "What's the matter?" she asked worried. "I miss our daughter Claire." I said.
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(Holly)
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(Janet)
"You know why we had to leave her away. This is not a good place for a kid to grow up." replied Janet. "I hope she follow my footsteps." I said. "I hope you're joking." she replied. "No, I'm not." I said.
