PROLOGUE

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Words can't describe the pain I felt as I watched him walk away.

The tearing in my chest that I felt as his old black chevy truck drove off into the distance.

The way my limbs gave out as my knees hit the hard pavement. 

The blurriness in front of my eyes that blinded me. 

The arms of my mother that picked me up and held me as I cried. 

The feeling of losing the only thing I had left. 


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