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-Chapter Forty Three-

My heart pounds hard against my chest.

My dad?

Is this really him?

My mind must be playing tricks on me! 

He's dead! He's a ghost!

No! 

But he can't be a ghost. He is sitting right there on my couch. Between two men in black leather jackets, cigarettes dancing between the fingers.

"Hi princess..."

It's my dad!

My dead dad!

Long after he died, I wished this would happen. That he would come back to me and Mom. And we would live happily ever after! But now that he is sitting a few feet away from me, I am swimming in confusion and shock. There is no way this is possible!

A swarm of questions are buzzing in my head, trying to grasp what the fuck is going on!

Could it really be him? Is my fucking mind playing games on me? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? This has to stop.

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