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I Promise || Adopted by Peterick
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Complete, First published Oct 17, 2016
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Lucy Ann Crowley was left on the highway at age seven. Her mother said she'd be right back. She said she promises. After daddy left mama promised she'd never leave. But one day she did.
  
Eight years later she's fifteen and still without parents. She's been reduced to living in an orphanage. She was put there by the guy who found her. And boy, does she hate that guy. Mama will never find her now. She feels like the only thing left for her to do in life is to escape the her horrid living situation and dreadful life, that is until a particularly famed couple takes pity and adopts her. 

She slowly sinks into her new life of luxury. Though just because she's living better doesn't mean her life will be that way.
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When Pete shows up Sunday, mid-afternoon, for ten days of house sitting and "Keeping a general eye on things, Patrick, we know you're too old for a babysitter, but we worry," he looks exactly the same, except for a stupid haircut that makes him look like someone cut it when he was too drunk to look in a mirror, or something. "Hey, kid," he says, first thing, lugging a huge, shiny brown duffle behind him. It's slippery, nylon or something, and it keeps rubbing against Pete's jeans, making some sort of whispery zipper sound that sets Patrick's teeth on edge. "I'm here for Patricksitting. I assume you're the Patrick?" Link to the original story: http://adellyna.livejournal.com/355836.html