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A Stressful Time Sleeping At Home

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I knew I would have a very difficult time sleeping at home but I tried anyway but all I did was toss and turn all night. The next morning I phoned mother and told her that I wanted to stay with her and Dad for a couple of days. “Is everything ok, dear?” Everything’s fine. I just miss you and Dad and I want to come see you.
Well, you’re always welcome home, dear. We will be glad to see you but I hope you’re not running from something or someone. No, mom, I just want to see you and be with you. I packed my things and decided I would let Washington know my location later. Mom and Dad were thrilled to see me but remarked about me looking pale.
“What’s really going on?” Dad asked. I said, “Nothing dad.” He said, “You can look at me with those big browns and smile all you want to but I know our little girl and there’s something going on.” I repeated nothing. Mom went into the kitchen to make her specialty, spaghetti and meatball and Dad and I chatted. He said, "I know you don’t want to upset your mother but you can talk to me." Out of all the things I told Washington, I didn’t tell him that my father was a retired Judge. Judge Anthony Mason. He married my mother when I was three years old and has been more of a father to me than my birth father has ever been to me and I know he would keep anything I tell him confidential.
I told him the entire story, and he listened quietly and questioned me about how much I knew about Coleton and Dante. He wanted to know

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