Two blood buddies

Chapter 1 page 2

{Sam's pov}

Tara, we need to talk, I said as Tara walked in thru the front door.

What's up Sam is everything ok? Tara asked.

Mom just called and she wants to come back, I replied.

She can't just come back, it's been a few months since she's been gone and she wants to come back now? Tara said angrily.

Well, she made it clear, she said and I quote "You can't prevent me from seeing MY child who is also your sister", and if she comes back I can't do anything about that, I told her.

I- She can't just come back after two years, she practically abandoned us here! Tara yelled.

Tara, I know but she says she arrives here on Saturday and she's taking you back to Woodsboro, I let out.

No! I'm not going back there! Tara shouted.

It's not my choice, I didn't let her come, we live in Seattle where we do what we want, plus, Mom says she's staying for Christmas, she wants to meet Danny, I told her.

Well, she needs to let us live our lives! Tara argued.

It doesn't matter right now, she's right I can't keep you from her, it's been two years, she wants to be back here...And I can't stop her, I explained.

No, No, No, she can't come back, Tara started to tear up.

I'm sorry I can't stop her, if I could I would move away with you, but you are my sister, not my daughter, I wish I could stop her, but it's impossible to, I said.

{Martha's pov (Martha Meeks)}

Martha was baking cookies to send to Mindy and Chad, when there was a knock on the door Martha stopped what she was doing and opened the door

Oh hello sweetie, what's your name? I asked.

My name's Abigail...this is for you, she said as she handed me a note.

As Martha was opening the note it read "Please take good care of her, if you already know you won't do well as a parent please pass her to the next house, thank you"

Why don't you come on In Abigail, I don't want you to be out here in the cold since it's almost Christmas over here, I smiled as I let her in

Thank you, she walked in.

You can call me Martha, I'll be in the kitchen making Christmas cookies, I told her.

That sounds fun, who are they for? She asked.

Oh, they're for my son and daughter, Mindy and Chad, you'll get to meet them at some point, did you wanna make the cookies with me? I bet they'll love you and your cookies, I added.

I'd love to, thank you so much, Martha, you have a sweet soul, and I appreciate that you let me in and let me make cookies with you, you are just super sweet, I bet your kids love having a mother like you around them, she told me.

By the way, how old are you? I asked.

I'm fourteen years old, it's pretty young but I mean I've been thru almost every home in this neighborhood yet you are the sweetest one to take me in, she smiled.

I appreciate that, come on let's go I'll teach you how to do this, I said.

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