Today my mother told me I have a possible 4 fathers. She said its a ginger named Parker, a blonde named Andrew, and brunette named Trey, or John Wayne.
So she took me for a walk on the beach and told me about each father in turn. Then she told me I would have to choose one to live with. I'm so confused. I've met all of them except John Wayne who I'm pretty sure is dead... But my favorite is either Parker because he's super funny and nice. Or Andrew because we shared an omelet and he looks like the guy from the Hannah Montana movie. We shared an omelet which is saying a lot. I never, I mean never. share omelets.
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My broken family
Teen FictionA thrilling story of a young girl who struggles to find the meaning of Ohana. But, with the help of her lawyer, mother, grandmother, and four dads she is able too.
