Meeting the Caregiver

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I wake up feeling hot to the light shining in my eyes. My helicopter driver looks back and sees me wake up. I smile weakly and rub my eyes noticing we're still flying. 

"We're are going to the farthest safe house madam" I hear the flyer say in my head phones. I give a thumbs up instead of saying OK, not wanting to lift my hand up. 

"We're getting ready to land miss" I hear him say. I see the plane began to lower and the clouds began to denigrate above us. 

"Would you stop and get me something to eat sir" I say into the head piece.

"Yes Ma'am" he reply nodding his head

I roll my eyes"And call me Taylor please" I say yawning into the mic. I see him laugh but I don't hear him from the roaring engine. At that point that's when I look around on the helicopter and see my back pack. I pick it up and set it in my lap. I unzip the zipper and immediately see extra bullets and smile, thinking of how paranoid Bobby was. I then dig deeper and find a note. 


Dear Taylor,     

                There is a woman named Natalia that will help you with your struggles. Just go to her and she will provide for you. I don't if I'm going to make it out of this fight. But if I do this can be a future note, but I wanted you to know I was and am still very proud of you and your mom would too!!Now enough with the gushy stuff!!! Don't get into any fights young lady, or I'll .........hunt you for life!!!!!! I love you Taylor......goodbye.

                                                                                                             Be good, Bobby

I put the note away and bury my face into my hands. Then the helicopter stops and lands. 

"Where are we!?." I ask looking around at the desert looking surroundings and one back road

"Well we can't show up on a helicopter Mi- Taylor" he reply's. I frown and zip the backpack. I unbuckle my seat-belt and step out where there is a silver Honda car waiting. I walk slowly to the car checking my waistband for my 2 guns. They were there, as my flyer opened the car door and I slid inside. The flyer shuts the door and waves. I throw a deuces sign and the car begins to ease away from him. I look down at my hands the whole ride.

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We pull into the parking lot and I check my waistband once more before the driver gets out and shuts his door and begins the walk to my door. Instead I drab my backpack and open the door myself. He rolls his eyes and smiles. I slip him a 50 dollar bill for the 20 minute drive and he stares at me and tries to plead.

"But Miss--" he continues. But I stop him with my hand.

"Its Taylor and keep the money" I say throwing the backpack around my shoulders, as for the driver he does what is told,shuts my door, goes to his side and drives off. I continue to walk towards the restaurant, with my stomach growling uncontrollably. I go to the patio,by myself and  see my future caregiver...................



                                                                 Natalia Banks-Taylor's new caregiver

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                                                                 Natalia Banks-Taylor's new caregiver

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