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“Get back in the car.” I said sternly to her as walked up the driveway to her house, only to pause at what we seen as we got closer. She has been a bit off since we left the bed and breakfast. It was the perfect weekend even if it didn’t happen the way we wanted.
Like I said, everything happens for a reason and there was a reason for the way these past couple days turned out, so we made the best moments we could out of the situation handed to us. After spending a nice night away from home, both our homes, we rushed bacl so we could prepare things for Lucas when he comes back from Florida with Sara and Tristian.
But what we didn’t expect was to see the windows broken and the front door hanging off the hinge with wood splinters all over the porch, “Ava…get in the car now. We’re going
