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_clairemarie11 Goodbye Mom... You were the best mom and grandma a person could ever ask for... Keep Ezra company up there💔
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eileenrivers12 I'm so sorry, that's terrible
_nolansmith1 😔💔 those poor kids
1 week later, February 18th
Claire's POV
There was a knock at the door. I opened it and saw... Well, I didn't know yet. It was a man who I didn't recognize. I don't think I'd ever seen him before.
"Um, do I know you?" I ask and he smiles
"Don't you recognize me?" He asks.
He was way taller than me and I was 5'6. He wore a trench coat and had gray hair and a gray beard. He looked homeless, but who was I to judge?
"You may have the wrong house" I tell him "I don't know you" I add. Haven comes to me and I pick her up and she stares at the strange man at my doorstep. He touched her face, making me uncomfortable, so I moved her back and out of his grasp
"How have you been, Claire?" He asks and I freeze
"How do you know my name?" I ask him, suspicious
"Because I helped name you" he laughed like it was a joke. He walked inside and I followed him
"What do you mean?" I ask, he turned around and faced me
"You really are clueless just like your mother" he said and my jaw dropped
"How dare you" I say, offended "my mother is dead and you have no right to be in my house, now if you don't get out, I'm calling the cops" I snap and he just looks at me with his dark blue eyes
"I know your mother is dead, Claire, I was heartbroken for the kids... Thats why I'm here" he says and looks down
"Who are you?" I ask, softly and he comes to me and grabs my arms. His hands were soft, yet they were so familiar... So familiar
"I'm your dad, Claire" he says and again my jaw dropped and my eyes teared up. I pull away from his grip
"That's a lie!" I yell "my father is dead, you're a liar!" I couldn't take it.
My dad left the family to fight in a war when I was 9. Then he just left ... My mom got sick of him after Scott was born because he had come back just to get her pregnant. He left to fight and fight. He wasn't around any more and mom told me he died when I was 13 in the war.
