Prologue

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Y/N = Your Name
D/N = Daughter's Name

POV: Y/N

I was sitting on the plane patiently waiting for landing. I HATE flying. I feel terrible dizziness and this characteristic smell makes me feel sick. You can go crazy.

But my daughter is completely the opposite of me.
As soon as she heard that we were going to fly, she couldn't sit still. Throughout the flight she talked to me about these beautiful views and this strange feeling of freedom.
I don't blame her, after all, it's her first flight.

But what more can I say? She's just a child, I'm glad she's at least positive about it all.
She's the only one I have left and I'm glad I have her.

I felt that we began to land. Much to my delight.

"FINALLY"

We started disembarking with our luggage.

"OH MY GOSH! I love flying! When will we do it again?!"

"I hope not soon" I thought.

"I don't know, honey. But we'll definitely fly somewhere else sometime." I said and D/N squealed with joy and hugged me and I smiled.

"Green Hills, here we come"

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