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"you with the dark curls you with the watercolor eyes." DEAR ARKANSAS DAUGHTER lady lamb
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Aella covered her eyes as she turned onto her back, soft breaths coming from her open mouth.
It hadn't been long since the fiasco at Freddy's, and she was still stuck up on the fact she couldn't say goodbye to Susie.
Aella, though happy everyone was alive and safe, she missed the nights she'd spend with Mike in the office.
She was back in her own home now, staring up at the ceiling as her grandfather clock chimes softly.
It used to belong to her father before he'd disappeared. It was a few weeks after Susie'd gone missing, and he was in absolute shambles.
She was the one who had to live off of the occasional child support check from her mother, get herself up for school, cook her own meals, and pretend her father was on a business trip when the neighbors came knocking.
She hasn't seen him in 13 years. That last night at Freddy's was the most normal her family would ever get again.
Her phone rang lightly. She groaned as she sat up and moved her hair out of her face, dragging her feet towards the phone to take it off the receiver.
