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When I answered the phone,there is a rough voice on the other end that I did'nt reconigze.

"Dayna?"the person on the other end questioned.

"Whats it to ya"I answered rudely

"Dayna,this is Daddy talking"he said.Thats when I reconigzed him.

"Daddy,what happened to your voice you sound like you have purkipin prickles that was shoved down your mouth"I said worried.Most of the time I name-call people or say something funny when im really serious.

He chuckled at my behavor,and answered saying

"I realized that.Dayna i have been mixed up with the fuzz,and i need you to come to the jailhouse right away.

with that,i hunged up,jumped into a mustang i stolen from a soc,drove the twenty minutes to the jailhouse,By my personality and record,you could never tell me that im going the wrong way.

When i reached,I went to front desk.The clerked tooked one look at me and said

"he's over there"pointing a finger at my father behind a set of bars.Walking slowly with a sly grin on my face i said

"well.....well......well......my old man did something,something bad.what did ya do?" i asked him mesciviouly.At first he was startled,but onced he turned and saw me he smiled.

"memba that party,Wilson 'o barrly party."I nodded with understanding

"lets just say some got drunk,some wanted to go home,and others collied in anothers vichele,killing a family of 3.I cocked my eyebrow.

"All as in you"He nodded

"ok call me when you come out in two weeks.if you stay two months this time ill be over deliahs"with that i was going to turn away,but my hand was jerked backed by daddy.

"what,i about to go shoplifting with kandi,"i whispered to him jerking my head to the officers.

"Dayna you dont get it.im not coming back in 15 to 20 years.You cant stay in jersey or they will put ya in a gurls home"

"so where ima stay"

"with your momma and bortha Dallas in tulsa"


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