This is Jessica's memory of the past
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I just stared at my father as my mother dragged me, I saw the sadness in his eyes the same eyes that always seemed to smile.
Tears were on my cheeks as my mother pushed me into the car anger fuming on her appearance.
I was only 3, my father was crying I can't blame him he believed my mother the woman who already had a man in her life before she married him, the memory of the tears my father shed was brutal.
I can still see it as I sleep the sad tears of true love, which was one- sided for the past 3 years, I knew she had 3 children older than me but how could I be the one to break the news to him that his wife brings in 3 kids and a man while he is at work, that she locked me in a room as she laughed and had fun with the people who seemed strangers to me.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A few years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tears drip casually as I stared at the will in my hands, the deep blue paper had a lovely cursive writing
That I knew only my father could pull off, in bold was my name.
I read the paper to find out that he was giving all of his owning to me, his company was now in my hands for me to mend or destroy.
A man who had no family but me and my mother gave every thing to only me of all people at the age
Of 18 me,
he choose the time this time to have a heart attack why now why .................
"Jessica have you made a choice" it was the shrill voice of my black mother you might call me cruel for stating this but I have a clearly good reason for stating such
I looked into her eyes and saw the same expression I saw when I was 3, the cruel heartless woman she was, her hazel eyes had a deadly flower blooming in it.
A sad smile creeped my lips "yes I have made a choice"
The words gradually slipped my lips causing my mothers eyes to dance with joy
"So what would it be dear, are you going to divide the money with your family"
The words solid was like knives in my ears
"Mother I will never share this will, as you can see it states my name and my name only"
"If by miracle it would have your name on it I would think to give you"
I said these heart shattering words with a smile.
And walked out of court with my lawyer.
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