1952
Jupiter, Florida
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I took a deep inhale, clutching the handle of my bags as I boarded the bus. The ride from Atlanta to Florida wasn't something I could remember. I've forgotten the way, the path, the landmarks I used to pass in my childhood. Even if I did, they had probably changed through the years of my absence. I had dropped by a payphone after a few hours, just to make a call and to grab some food and coffee at a diner miles away from Jupiter, Florida. I dialed her number, a cup of coffee at hand, the pouring rain never ceased nor had it thought about stopping for my sake.
"Hello?" A female voice spoke. It was much different from what I've remembered years ago. Her squeaky, feminine, and childish voice faded into what seemed to be a deeper one, a voice you'd hear from altos in a choir. It sounded more mature and stern, not the carefree one that used to call my name. "Sorry to disrupt you this late at night but, may I ask if this is Emilia Fray Johnson?" I asked, twirling the telephone cord in hand. Fear crept up upon me. I was afraid that she might've left the small town, or, she would deny my presence. There was a pause after my question, there seemed to have been a pause in my breathing as well. "Yes, although, I just go by Emilia Fray now. Who's asking?" She inquired, her tone seemed to be defensive, her guard raised in every word. "It's Rose, Em." I spoke but she didn't answer. I shifted in my spot, clutching onto my umbrella tightly, refusing to let the rain touch me by any means. "Amanda Rosette Kennedy? Does it ring a bell? It's your cousin, Em. I'm in trouble and I didn't know who else to go to. Do you still live in Jupiter?" Words kept spilling from my mouth, my eyes squinted as the rain poured sideways, slapping me in the face for merely a moment. It was as if it was taunting me, making fun of my pitiful situation. I bet it laughed at how pathetic I was in the moment. Calling a relative who I had stopped trying to keep in touch with for ten years. A relative who was two years younger than I was.
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Fanfiction"I'm a freak." "You're not a freak, Jimmy. You just have a case of Ectrodactyly." "What?" "There must have been a deletion or a translocation that took place in your chromosome 7q." "Which means?" "You're not a freak. You're just different." ...
