Too bad number two“Mom, Daddy forgot his valentine!” Jillian exclaimed when she saw the folded heart-shaped valentine she made for her dad the day before still lying on the table. “Um, it’s alright Jilly, we can mail it to your grandparents house,” her mother sobbed through tears, trying to console her devastated seven year old whose daddy had just left without his valentine, “I guess that’s where he’s going…” she added under her breath.Too bad number two
Gillian’s parents had been yelling and fighting all morning. It upset her, but she never let on how much it hurt; how much it hurt every time they fought, and
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