My mom looked at me "its ok" she said "too cry" I nodded, and left. As I grew older, my mom stopped caring about her looks, she quit her job, and we were spiriling into dept. I was 17 now, and old enough to move out, My mom wished me good luck, because even though were spiriling into debt, and she stopped caring about her looks, doesnt mean she stopped caring about us, in fact, she cared about us even more then she ever had, ever since my dads 'death'.
I pulled up to my new house, crying, because at this point, I started to believe my dads death.
I walked up to my house. thats al i have time to write
______Present day at the Mckay household______
Kali kissed her husband as she walked into her house ( she is 24 years old ) she made a cup of coffee. Thats when she heard a knock on the door "Is this Kali Mckay?" the man said "Yes" Kali replied. "We think we may have found your dad." Kali's eyed opened very wide "dead" she said "or alive...?"
________To Be Continued_______
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