Chapter 8 The bad news

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London's POV

I wake up the next morning. My eyes are blotchy and puffy. I have been crying all night.

No one has work today, so Quinta comes over to support me. She makes pancakes for us.

She promised to stay for the whole day. We binge watched Once Upon a Time. After one season, we decided to stop and watch Love Actually.

We cried for hours. Just what I needed.

Quinta and I make Grilled cheese for lunch. After we eat that, she goes out and buys 2 medium sized ice cream containers.

Chocolate for me and Mint chocolate chip for her.

We wear them and watch reality TV.

One season of Keeping up with the Kardashians. One of Real Housewives. And one of 16 and Pregnant.

After that, we make Alfredo for dinner and eat that. It was so good.

I get a buzz on my phone later on. It's from Chris.

Meet me at the cemetery. ASAP. -Chris

What do you want? ~London

Just hurry. -Chris

I groan and get up. Quinta comes with me. She drives.

When we get there, Chris and Patricia are standing at a grave.

"What do you want?" I yell. He points to the grave.

"I'm so sorry. This never was meant to happen." I look down and read.

RIP Scout

Loving dog and amazing friend

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