“Come on Harlow we need to get you to the airport” your mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs you could tell she couldn’t wait to get rid of you all because you don’t leave you room and never spend any time with her. She probably thing it best if that happens you go to your anties she live in the city La to be precise Sheen a byouse and she also live alone my uncle left us a long time and my so called father Well hasn’t been round since I was about 3 he says I was to much of a handful for him.
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