Prologue

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There was a knock at the door. Petite little 10 year old Evie was brushing her teeth.

" Kayleigh? Is that you? You know you can come right in , right? Kayleigh?" She's yells. She runs down the stairs to see it's not Kayleigh, her 'Nanny' but it's a large man in a suit. "Well, dad said no opening to strangers- uhhhhhhhhh.." She says to herself.  She paces back and forth a few times, and then decides to open the door.

"Are you Evie Williams?"  The large guy asks.

"Uhm, yes sir." She replies.

"Is Kayleigh Arthur here?" He asks.

"No, I'm afraid she's running a little late today. She's my babysitter while my dads away in Afghanistan!!!" She says to the man.

"I know she is."

"How do you know? And how do you know my name? And Kayleigh's name? What's your name? Why are you here? Why do you have a big bushy beard-" Evie is cut off by Kayleigh.

"Sorry I'm running a little late , Evie!" Kayleigh says as she walks up the steps to the man.

"Are you Kayleigh Arthur?" He asks her.

"Yes sir. And you are?" Kayleigh says.

"I'm Jameson Smith. I have come here to inform you about Troy Williams. I'm afraid to say, he's M.I.A." Jameson says.

Kayleigh's eyes start to water. Then she starts to bawl. Jameson hands her a handkerchief .

"What does M.I.A. mean? What happened to my dad?" Poor Evie asks.

Through her tears, Kayleigh says, "He's missing. Gone. He has disappeared." She say , bawling her eyes out. "I'm afraid we'll never see him again, sweetheart."

Evidence. looks up at Mr. Smith, and then runs to her room, that she doesn't have anymore. All she has is a dog. And an orphanage that smells like stinky cheese.

Hope y'all enjoyed the prologue for this story! I really enjoyed writing it, and I can't wait to write more! Smile, Luv urself, yo beautiful-

Tara😋💞

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