Day #5

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"Austin! We shouldn't be snooping around here!!" Madison whispered.

"Why not? It's fine, it's like no one will notice!" Austin snickered. "But daddy has these–these super senses w-where he knows exactly w-what we're up to!!" Madison said.

Austin turned around. "And....."

"We might get caught! And when daddy gets mad–HE GETS UPSET!!!!" Madison put her finger in her mouth.

"Look, if you're gonna chicken out, then go back downstairs. If not, then shut up!" Austin started to get annoyed.

"I am not leaving! I wanna find out about mom and daddy's past too!" Madison argued.

"Geez you can be so stubborn!" Austin said.

"Like you're not..." Madison said with sarcasm.

It was another normal weekend with 8 year old Austin and 5 year old Madison Jackson. The two were bored and it was raining outside, so there was really nothing to do. So, they—or Austin decided to look at Mairin and Alain's old stuff.

Austin picked up a box. Pictures it read. "Oooh! Something interesting!" He said and took off the lid. Madison looked over his shoulder.

There were old pictures of their parents. But one stood out the most:

 But one stood out the most:

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"Wow....." Austin and Madison stood there.

Then Madison noticed something "Hmm...?" She picked something up that looked like a note.

"Read it!" She said and handed it to Alain.

Dear Mairin,
I've been wanting to say this to you for a while now–but never had a chance.

Im sorry. Im sorry for everything!

For abandoning you and—I'm sorry. It's just that I love you! And if you say no—then I totally understand.

I deserve it....

I love you Mairin.

~Alain :)

"Austin? Madison? What are you 2 doing up there?!" A beautiful woman with gold eyes and longish red hair called.

Madison thought fast, "Just getting a toy! We'll be right down!"

The woman sighed "Come on. It's dangerous!"

"Alright..." The kids sighed.

Guess they'll have to read more some other time...

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