Smoking

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'What' is all I can say. I cant believe what I'm hearing. Soft tears are dwelling under my eyelids, but I blink them away. 'Are you alright?' He says with a smirk plastered on his face. 'I'm fine, but do you know where he is, where I could find him?' I say trembling. 'Well, hes at work in an Office all the way in Lancaster, so If you want to go there...' 'Afcourse' I say. He looks deep inside my eyes making me nervous. 'Why are you looking for my dad anyway?' I shrug. 'I just heard about this erm amazing oppurtunity hes offering for children'. Sweat beads fall from my Forehead. 'You look stressed out, hey yeah I think my dads doing that'. I look at him relieved. 'I am' I say. He grabs my hand. 'Well come with me'. He leads me through  narrow paths, until we arrive in an old tabacco store. He kisses me on the cheek before going in. 'Wait here' He says firmly. It gets windy and he arrives back with cigreattes. He passes me one, and without hesitating I grab it. We walk along the streets smoking and I have never felt this free, this calm. All my pain is washed away, and locked up in a cage. Atleast for a while.

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