fifty-one

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Winter break was coming. I hoped my mom would allow me to spend a lot of time with Olivia. I would still be with my mom for Christmas and Christmas Eve, but for the rest of the time, I wanted something to do.

Like Olivia- pun intended.

I walk out of my room and hop down the stairs to the kitchen. I smell bacon.

Moms cooking.

I skip into the kitchen. "Hey, Mom-" I freeze.

There's a man.

Surely it's not...

He turns around. Smiles. Runs a hand through his graying hair. "Hi, sweetie."

I gulp.



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