Late July 2002.
The moon was shining so bright.
Keisha and her lovely husband Sylvester were planning a vacation for their son Hendrix whos about to turn 7.
Sylvester thought of a fishing trip everyone in town was doing it. "It's a amazing place for him! He will love the outdoors. Might teach him some thing." Explained Sylvester. Keisha Nodded in agreement. "So that settles it! We leave Sunday dawn! I bet you this trip would be a day we both will never forget!"
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The unwanted
RandomA story of a couple fallen apart from the lost of a child. Both blames each other. Would this end nicely?
