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Till death do us part
I was sitting on a brown couch in a living room. I looked around and recognized that it was our old house. The one where my mom, dad, and I lived together before he left us… before I moved to live with my grandma and my mom moved to London. I heard my mom’s stifled cries from the kitchen. She was hiding from me and trying so hard not to make a sound by pressing her lips against a table cloth.
It was the day my dad left us. It has been just a few hours since he drove away in his car picking up his things. Once he was gone I came back inside and sat on the couch where we used to sit together and watch a movie as a family on Saturday nights.
I didn’t cry that day… at least not for a while… not exactly for the reason I should cry for but tears kept rolling down my cheeks as I listened to my mom’s cries.
It didn’t hurt thinking that my dad left us… at least not for a while maybe since I was too young to understand what it means for us or it was just too soon becau
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