The Little Girl [on hold]

Chap one.

It was a cold dark night it crept shivers up my spine. Trees howled in the night as the wind flew in them. Stars twinkled as they led people to theirs dreams

Momma had one hand on the steer and the other one on her thigh. She cleared her throat and scooted to her right so she could be closer to me. I could tell she was warming up to tell a little story. She cleared her throat one more time and touched my finger tips "I forgot to tell you something about your aunt." I froze hearing that. She said my aunt was nice...was she lying to me but she would never she couldn't right..? I thought slowly to myself. "Well you see umm... Well she use to take umm..drugs but look she doesn't take them anymore but umm.. She still um.s-smokes.." She hesitated a lot and turned red. I scooted away from her. Why wouldn't she tell me this she knows I hate this and she knows I had a bad past from it! Tears formed in my eyes but I held them in trying not to sound like a five year old.

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After a couple of hours we finally stopped at a tiny house that was corned by a forest of pine trees. It's was a small log house kind of like a cabin but much nicer. "Sees their your aunt vennesa!" A tall slim women with long dirty blond hair. "Salut!" She called from the door frame of the house. We parked in front of the gravel ride that led to the front door. "Ici laissez-moi vous aider vos bags?" She lifted up the trunk and grabbed some of the bags and started heading toward the house. I didn't dare make eye contact to her I stared at my feet while walking with my bag.