Prologue

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"Well what the hell do you want from me?!"

"To put that stupid stuff down and stop messing up your life."

"You're not my mom."

"I know. I could have never been so stupid to raise a child that's like you!"

"Don't you dare talk shit about my mother."

"You don't seem to do her any justic-"

"Stop!"

The screaming was silenced and two officers stood in the mix. The plush suddenly dry looking green grass started to look interesting beneath her feet.

"What do you want?" He spat with more venom than usual when he spoke with her.

"CPS sent us. We're here for the girl."

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