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Ian 15
CHLOE POV
"Hello."
"Hello, my name is Chloe Shaw. I am trying to reach the parents of Raymond Rivas," I reply nervously while twirling a pen at my desk.
"This is his mother...What's this about," Mrs. Rivas replies.
"Oh umm..hi. I was calling to speak to you about Ian Wilson. I understand if you don't want to, I just had a few questions," I quickly blurt and wait.
She only takes a moment before responding.
"Umm. Sure, I don't know much about him. He was on my son's football team and was the driver of the vehicle the night my son died.....I, well, he wrote me a letter after the accident," Mrs. Rivas answers hesitantly, and I smile.
"I was wondering how you feel about him.....like if you are still angry or upset with him over what happened," I ask timidly.
"No, I wish it didn't happen. I miss my son. But I'm not upset. His lette
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