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"Your to late" I say as I think of dad. His blonde, long hair. His strong arms. "What do you mean, It was a fatal? She was dead on scene." The chief said. "She?" I said in a worried tone as if I knew who he was talking about. Not her. Could it be. Mom. Not now, not ever. "You are Everyliegh Williams right or is this the wrong house?" He said in confusion. "Yes, um we are the Williams. What do you mean, her,? I said confused. "I believe your mother is, Vanessa,? "Yes she is?" I'm to nervous to know what he is about to say. "I'm very sorry to tell you this, but your mother was put into a very bad car accident and it was a, a, um.. Fatal. I'm sorry for your loss.". "No." I say as I break down in tears. " it's ok it will get better." Said the chief not understanding what just happened. " QUINN,QUINN, GET HERE NOW." I yelled in a scared. Terrified. Voice. The news has us shaken up so much. The chief called in two doctors and a stretcher. There he goes. Hoping that We could deal with this as We lived on. We couldn't no father no mother feeling like I wanted to commit suicide. What would Quinn do. Later that night we stayed in one room. Living room. On the couch. Hugging. We didn't eat we didn't talk we just started think. Who knows what would happen foster care, we could get split up.

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