I pull up in my driveway. I look around everything looks dull. I walk in "hey Gabe" I yell but there was no reply. "Gabe" I yell now getting concerned. I run into the living room. Glass, glass scattered the floor the chair was flipped over. I run to the shelf I pick up a picture on the floor. It was a family photo. Tears streamed down my face to see Lola's sweet face. I miss that. Now what do I do? How will I get everything done? All I can do is hope everything will be okay. I finally decide to go to bed because there is no one to right me an excuse note tomorrow.
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The Secret Admirer
RandomJanie Harpers is so excited to find out someone actually like likes her! Or so she thinks.
