Sawyer Blake is the daughter of Samantha Blake or Sammi as her friends used to call her. Being raised by a single made her more responsible growing up. Living in England most of her left was the best she could ever ask for but when her Mom's old hig...
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Sawyer Blake was anything but average. She was the captain of her Football at Secondary and she was pretty much popular at school because she was rich. Her Mum made a killing in the Tech industry. She invented new cellphones, laptops, computers, self driving cars you name it Sammi Blake invented it. Sawyer is pretty much into tech like her Mum. Well everything was going well for the Blake's until one night.
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Blake Pov
I was up late doing homework with my Mum. She was helping with my Maths. I bloody suck at Maths.
"If you divide y over x you get?" Mum asked. I looked at my answer.
"4?" I said.
"Exactly. See you know it." Mum said.
"Not really. Mrs Peters explains it so weirdly." I said. Mum's phone rang. She looked at the caller id and to be quiet frank I did too. Aunt Davie was calling. Mum and Aunt Davie had a falling out last year about something. Though I never met Aunt Davie in person, I still chatted with her over the phone. I never met her daughter Imogen either. Mum picked up her phone.
"Work on number 4 without me." I nodded as Mum walked away a bit. "Davie, do you have any idea on what time it is?" Mum whispered yelled in her phone. "No I didn't. Why would I?" I raised an eyebrow. "I haven't talked to Sydney, Marjorie, Elodie, Corey in years. You were the only one I kept in contact with." What are they talking about? "Just throw it away. It doesn't mean anything. It's been 22 years." Mum hung up and I went back to my work. "So how'd you do?"
"This is bloody difficult, Mum." I said with a groan.
"Okay let's finish these last two then we can go to bed." I nodded. Mum and I worked on the last two then we went to bed. Someone broke into our house a week ago and I was scared to sleep by myself so I've sleeping in my Mum's room with her. Mum and I got in bed.
"Night, Mummy." I said.
"Night, Babygirl." Mum kissed my head and I laid my head on her chest. I woke up to Mum's phone ringing. I groaned. "Just go back to sleep." Mum kissed my head and I rolled over and I saw it it was 4 am. "Hello?" Mum whispered as she walked away a bit. "This is she?" Mum gasped and I turned back to her. "That's impossible. I just talked to her." What happened to Aunt Davie. "No she's isn't dead. She can't." My eyes widened. Mum started cry so I got up and ran over to her. "I just talked to her."
