"What do you mean you don't have the money?" I heard in a deep voice.
"I'm sorry, but can't we just pay you back later? We don't have the money right now." I heard a sigh.
What was going on? I didn't know, but it wasn't good. I lifted my head from the door, and opened it. I walked downstairs, just as the door slammed shut. A guy got in his car, and pulled out of the driveway. "Mom?" "Yes sweetie?" "Who was that?" I asked. "Oh, no one. What do you want for breakfast?" I was furious. I HATE when people try to hide something from me. "Don't change the subject! Who was that?" I yelled. "Honey, please don't raise your voice. You know I hate when you do that." I took a breath and calmed down a bit. "I know." I said innocently. "I'm sorry." My mom smiled a soft smile. She got up and hugged me. "Everything will be okay."
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Hope
General Fiction'What do you mean you don't have the money?" I heard, in a deep voice. "I'm sorry, but can we just pay you back later? We don't have the money right now." I heard a sigh. What was going on? I had no idea. But I knew it wasn't good. Read "Hope" a boo...
