My dad walks through the front door. "Hey, Dad."
"Sup," Lindsay says.
"Hey hun, happy birthday. Lindsay." He gives me a kiss on the head.
"Thanks," I say.
"Daddy!" Michael gives Dad a hug.
"Hey Mikey, is Rachel here yet?"
"No. Do I have to go?"
"Yes."
"But why?"
"Michael, sit down." They sit on the couch. "Rachel lives just a block away. You can come over to see us anytime you want. Rachel even has another son. He's two years old. You're a big brother! Don't you want that?"
"I guess."
"Good. Now go play with Tommy."
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Anger, Love, and Loss
Teen FictionSarah was just living her normal high-school life, (Fight with sister, hang out with friends, etc.) when it starts to pour downhill, until a boy comes and turns it around.
