Chapter 2- Your Birthday
3 hours earlier.
Joel's P.O.V.
" Tommy I-" I started as I entered my house through the front door.
" He is putting WAY to much stuff on your plate."
" Can you or can't you, Tommy?" I said as I shut the door." I need to know, so I can call a babysitter if you can't."
" Yea. I can look after Sara."
" Alright, goodnight."
" Goodnight."
As I turned on the lamp that was on the left side of the black leather couch I had in my living room, I saw Sara ( my daughter) sit up.
" Scoot." I told her.
She scooted over, and I sat down.
" Fun day at work, huh?"
" What are you still doing up?" I asked her. " It's late."
" Oh, crud," She said as she turned around to look at the clock that was behind her. "What time is it?"
" It's WAY past your bedtime..."
" But it's still today." She said as she got up.
She reached between the nightstand we had on the right side of the couch we were sitting on, and grab something.
" Honey, please, not right now. I do not have the energy for this."
" Here." She said as she handed me a white box.
" What is it?" I asked as I started opening it.
" Your birthday."
There was a watch inside the box.
" You kept complaining about your broken watch... so I figured, you know..."
I instantly got an idea for a prank. I was going to pretend it didn't work.
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Action(After the 20-year time skip) Name: Quilla Miller Age: 28 Died hair: Yes Hair Color: Blueberry Blue Hair Length: Long Hair Style: Slightly Curly ( put up in a high ponytail) Highlights: Cherry Red Location: 2 in front, 2 on the side, and 2...
