Chapter One-The Contact

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'Dalton'. 

'Yes, Mom'.

'I'm leaving', she said.

'Leaving. Where're you going?', I asked her. 

'To Seattle', she answered. 

'Seattle', I uttered dumbly.

'Yes'. 

'But, I don't want to go there'.

'I sold the house'. 

'You sold the house'.

'Yes'. 

'But...'.

'No "buts", Dalton. Come with me'.

And I sighed, then got into the waiting yellow taxi to take us to JFK International Airport. 


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