Three

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Age 4

"Momma why is Autie Joy meanie o' Cawy?" Ashton asks his mom.

"Baby, Joy isn't mean to him, she's just very strict."

"Nope! She make Cawy do stuff dat he doesn't wan do!" Ashton protests.

"Bub, the way Joy parents is none of our business unless she hurts him we have no reason to be involved." Anne says.

Ashton just stops his foot and walks away a big pout on his face. He goes to sit
Outside where his next door neighbor, Qwyn was sitting with her best friend, Carmen. The two were the same age as the four boys. He waved at the two little girls. They both giggled and waved back at the small little boy. He stood up and walked across the street not really caring what his mother said. He was mad cause 'momma didn't care about Cawy.' Which wasn't true Anne loved the boy like he was her son.

"Kin! Camen!" He called bugging both girls.

"Hi Ashy!" They called. Both understanding his speech.

"Whata doin?" He asks.

"We were just coloring," Carmen stated pointing to a coloring book with pen, markers and crayons all over it.

"Pretty!" Ash exclaimed.

"Thanks!"

"Ashton Fletcher Irwin! Get your butt over here right now!" Anne yelled. Ashton looked over and saw his mom, hand on one hip and an angry expression on her face.

"Bye bye." Ashton mumbles before lowering his head and walking across the road a sad expression painted on his face as he knew he was in trouble.

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The boys still look the same but here are the girls, they will be in the story off and on.

Qwyn, Age 4-

Carmen, Age 4-

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Carmen, Age 4-

Carmen, Age 4-

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