Prologue

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Standing at his grave was the hardest ever I could say. Tears slowly Petaling down my face. I look over at my mom with a blank expression on her face. Derron looking down at his feet not wanting any of us to see him cry and Tyler's face as red as a tomato, him clearly fighting tears. That day I told myself I would never call another dad. We headed home and mom she couldn't even drive. She pulled over at a gas station and told us to go inside as she handed us money. We went inside. They get what they want and I grab what I want. We Pay and go outside. The parking lot is empty. The parking spot my mom was in ; empty. She's gone. Two parents, one day.

Gone.

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