Freedom, Iowa, my new home. It was June 15, 2014. I was going to move to a new town, new school, new life. Mom got a promotion, which couldn’t hurt this family, considering that Dad is in a comma in a hospital near here. He had a bad hit to the head about a month ago. Then, it was just a bad concussion. At least, that is what the doctors told us. A few weeks later, he went into a comma and hasn’t woken up since.
My sister, Terry, is off to college soon. Won’t see her till Christmas. That leaves me and Mom. Who am I? Maygan Lee, the girl who has no interest in boys.
The men unloaded the things that we brought with us from Nashville, Tennessee. I walked in to explore the new house. I hadn’t seen more than the pictures online. I inhaled the scent of the new house. It is a two bedroomed little thing. Mom said I get the master bedroom. It has a walk-in closet and a bathroom! I walked around the house to see if I could find it. It was at the south side of the house. It was painted a shade of pink and had a name, Clarissa, written on the walls. I guess this used to be a baby’s room. Ok. Whoever lived here before where some weird parents.
I mean, giving your baby the master bedroom? Really? Who cares. It is my room now, and it will be a shade of teal pretty quick, as soon as mom’s paycheck starts to bring in money. Well, at least enough for dad’s medical bills, my clothing, our food, our bills, and mom’s clothing. Oh did I forget the mover men’s paycheck?
Anyway, we moved in and I saw this girl, about my age, sitting on the back porch with her head between her knees. An older woman, her mom maybe, was beside her, rubbing her back with care. She looked up and her face was damp. Was it tears? Sweat? Both? I don’t know, but I was not about to find out because I had a room full of boxes to unpack and organize. I watched her. She is not exactly beautiful, unless you like a face full of freckles and zits. Her hair is a dirty blonde. I wasn’t close enough to get her eye color. She went inside. The poor girl. I wonder if it was bullies doing this to her.
What does it mean to me? I mean I don’t even know her name! Yeah, so it should mean nothing to me. So why is it hurting me so much seeing her like this?
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RomanceMaygan Lee is new to the small town of Freedom, Iowa. Maygan had moved there just this summer, while Crystalline has lived there her whole life. Crystalline had tried with boys for a long time, none of the relationships seemed to work. So she deci...
