Chapter 2

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"What are you doing here?" I asked a man crouching down by my mams wardrobe looking through a pile of photos id only seen once before, they were of my mam and my dad when they first met at his horse ranch.

He just stared at me. For a moment I thought he was going to run, but he didn't. Finally he stood up.

"I'm just looking for a women named Samantha Williams, do you know her its urgent, she has long brown hair hair, bright blue eyes and gorgous tanned skin?" The man asked as if he was meant to be there.

He obviously hadn't seen my mam (Samantha Williams) in a long time, because now she has short blonde hair (dyed) a lot of wrinkles, she's old and her skin is still as tanned as ever, but of course shes still stunning for her age anyway.

He also didn't know that I was her daughter or that I was his...

I had to check before I told him and asked more questions though.

"Who are you and what do you want?" I demanded.

"My name is Jack Fleming, and I'm hear on important business, not that you would understand, so who are you anyway, I know Sammy... I mean Samantha would NEVER have kids she's too sophisticated?" He asked.

Ok so it's obvious he doesn't know I'm her daughter let alone know I'm his too.

"We'll I'm Maggie Williams, Samantha's daughter." I replied with a glare and a look of total obviousness.

"Oh! Well then I apologise, I had no idea, so who's the father, and how old are you." Ok so he's starting to get it.

"I'm 14 years old, and I don't know who my dad is, but I have a pretty good idea, I have a photo of him when he and my mam first met if you would like to see him for your business, he doesn't know I exist though." I replied saying business sarcastically.

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