Chapter Twelve. October 2014

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We had to be a secret, from my mother who was pissed at the mere name of the boy who had gotten me pregnant. and from his mother and father who hated the girl that was the only one to ever tell him "I love you" . If we hadn't been on and off so much it would have been a year. we celebrated one year though and pretend that the break ups didn't happen. we were one again and that's what really matters to me.

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