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15 years later
Hunter's POV

"Grandma Kathy, who's my mom? Who's my dad?," I ask my grandma.

"Why the sudden curiosity?" She asks me.

"For health we have to do a report on our families. That's all," I shrug.

"Hold on," my grandma says as she runs into her office.

She comes back with a box that says "Dear Hunter" in messy handwriting. I grab the box and open it. I read all of the letters.

So I was a product of a rape. Did I push my mom to commit suicide?

"Granny, how com my mommy went to school in Arizona but we live in Maine?" I ask my grandma with tears running down my face.

"It was to painful for Uncle Ashton and Uncle Brandon to live where their brother lived. It was painful for me too," she says with tears in her eyes.

I'll never do what my mom and Hunter did. I will always remember what they did.

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