Venessa's POV
"Mom, why isn't dad coming back?" Samantha asked, while tugging at my shirt.
"I don't know, dear... I miss him, too." I answer, and she walks away. I started to reread the second entry of Clayton's journal, for the forty second time. After I finish reading it, I let out a sigh. The twins have been doing okay without Clayton, yet they never really knew him for too long. I, on the other hand, have become seriously depressed. Hopefully, he will return.
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FanfictionI was sick, and bored. Then, this came from it. Enjoy!
