Criminal

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"Order 57" I heard the lady sing holding up a trey and walking toward my table.

I mentally jumped with joy and did a little happy dance, I was starving!

"Chicken sandwich with curly fries and large Oreo Shake?" The lady, Madison as her name tag read, questioned as she sat it down on the table.

"That would be me, thank you." I smiled and began munching down on my fries as she began to walk away.

Today was the day, the first day of summer! I decided to treat myself to lunch and rent a movie on the way home.

As I finished my sandwich and began to drink my shake I started thinking of how my summer should be spent. Movies all summer? To boring. Friends? Ewe, what friends? How about a job? Ohhhh I could get a job! But where?

I hummed along to the radio as I drove home, I loved driving. I always rolled down my windows and turned the radio up to the perfect volume where I could sing lightly and not hear myself over the songs.

As I turned into my neighborhood my phone began to go off. I leaned over I grabbed it off the passenger seat.

"Hey dad" I chirped into the phone as I placed it next to my ear.

My dad talked about his work and how amazing it is. He asked me how I was and what grades I finished with and all that stuff. I pulled in the drive way as soon as he started to tell me something I didn't want to hear.

"I'm sorry." His voice was flat.

"For?" I shifted in the seat and looked out the window.

"She's gone. Your mom. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you in person"

I closed my eyes and placed my forehead on the steering wheel, my dad continued to talk but I couldn't hear him, everything froze. My head was spinning and it was hard to breathe.

"Mia?" I Snapped back into reality when my dad said my name.

"Yeah?"

"I'm not going to be back for another six months but I just wanted to be the one to tell you." He spoke flatly. I could tell it was hard for him to talk about.

"It's okay, the house it fine. I'm fine. I-I" I stumbled with my words as I tried not to cry over the phone.

"Do you want to talk about it?" My dad knew it was going to be hard but I wanted to ignore it.

"I'm fine. Just tired, I stayed up late. I'm going to put a movie in and then go to sleep." I spoke fast trying to keep myself together.

After we said our 'I love yous' I hung up the phone and grabbed the movie from the seat next to me and slowly made my way inside.

I locked the door behind me and made my way to my room. As I laid on my bed memories of my mother flashed through my head. I couldn't hold it together I began to breathe heavily as the tears stained my pillow.