A/N: So. Hey? I am so sorry that I haven't updated in absolutely ages, but I have been so busy with just life in general, and it's all been a bit chaotic. I haven't kept up with the Atwoods at all lately, and I wanted to continue this story, so (if it's okay with you), I'll continue this book as how it was when I left it.
I hope you had a great year!
Or at least a sureokayfine one.
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Jeez.
NYC and Ohio are two totally different places.
First, Sarah led us further into the store, and I have never seen such a fancy elevator in my life; it was so big, and it was huge. Immediately, Di ran towards the never-ending array of makeup that was on Level 1.
"Well - she's gone for about another hour." Mick said, and everybody laughed.
Once we'd finally retrieved Di, we progressed to Levels 2 and 3, where Brittany told us to meet her and Sarah in two hours' time. Straight away, we all ran to the back of the store, where all of the clothes were. Whilst we were sorting through the racks upon racks of clothes, a stout, cheery-looking woman came up to us, with a black leather jacket in her hand.
"Excuse me, but you three seem to be my grandson's age - do you think he'd like this?" She said, with a slight Southern accent. I glanced at Di before replying.
"Yes, I definitely think that she'd love that!" Di nodded in approval before going back to looking through the clothes.
"Ah, well, thank you - "
"Robyn," I replied, and gestured behind me. "And Di and Mick." She smiled.
"It's very nice to meet you. Are y'all from 'round here, or elsewhere?"
"Oh, we're visiting from Ohio." I replied.
"Well," she leaned in to us. "I've been here fifteen years or so, but my son and my daughter-in-law have just moved here with their kids. I know y'all ain't stayin' forever, but their eldest could do with some company." She handed me a card with a number on it. "This is his daddy's business card, but just ring the number, and y'all can organise a time to meetime up." Suddenly, my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and it was Britt.
"Oh - I've gotta take this -" I paused.
"Miss Kelly." She smiled.
"See you later, Miss Kelly!" We called out.
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Looking For Mom
RastgeleRobyn Atwood is the daughter of internet prankster, Roman Atwood. She has everything she could ask for: a 3-storey house, a garage full of fancy cars and a loving family. But she's not happy. She is told very little about her real Mom, except that...
