The Fallout
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Once upon a time, I lived in California. Once upon a time, there was a long-lost grandmother in England who decided after all these years, she was going to take my siblings and I in. Now, I can finally start a new life and forget my past life. Ruby Jean had a brutal life growing up. She struggled with her little brother's death from stage 3 lung cancer, and her mother dying in labor while giving birth to her four-year-old sister. Ruby and her sister were forced to watch her brother get abused from her father. But now Ruby's life is finally turning around after all those horrible years. Will her little sister and Ruby finally trust someone to truly take care of and love them? Will Ruby find a friend who suffers from the same thing ruby had to go through?
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Book 2 of the "used to be" series, Abby was used to her mother's erratic behavior growing up. Her sister took most of the blunt when it came to it, but then her sister leaves for college, and now it's all on her shoulders to take care of her mother. Yeah her sister sends money to make sure the lights stay on and that they're both eating, but it's not the same as when she was there. Sometimes her mother goes on her med, but most the time she can't get her to take them. It's a lot to handle for one sixteen year old, but she would never tell anyone that she needs help, she wouldn't know what might happen if she did. Then, as if she had wished on a star, her father show's up to save the day, or at least that's what he's acting like he's doing. She hadn't seen him since she was six and her mom had loaded her and her sister up into the car and drove off in the middle of the night, leaving nothing behind but a not saying "don't follow me" Now she has to adjust to new siblings and a life so much different then she ever knew and on top of that, she's in love with her best friend and feels like all she does is mess things up when it comes to them. .... I lock my jaw, crossing my arms and looking away, I know she's right, but I don't want to admit it. I look back at her, "Then what, I'm supposed to go live with you in your apartment three hours away, all my friends are here, and you have a life of your own, you don't need to be taking care of a teenager." The expression still on her face, "That's not what I was suggesting, I would take you in a heartbeat, but there's another option." My anger slightly fading as I look at her, confused on what her "other option" could be. "What are you talking about?" She looks at me, her face softening a bit, "Dad-"

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