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    After Effects – (Chapter: nine)

    The group sat quietly in the living room eating pizza, the tension growing thick and unbearable. Spencer watched her family and didn’t understand why everyone was quiet; usually the group was laughing and joking or telling about their days while sitting at the table.

     

    “Mommy?” Paula glanced up from her slice of pizza, “Guess what I did today?”

     

    “I have no idea,” she didn’t feel like indulging her.

     

    “Daddy made me go to school with the big kids and we sat in these boring classes but then we went to lunch and the cheerleaders played with me and I colored a picture,” Spencer put her plate down on the coffee table with Glen catching it before it teetered off, she came back a second later showing her mom the same picture she showed Ashley.

     

    “You did this?” Paula asked looking at the scribbled mess of colors, Spencer nodded enthusiastically, a smile appeared on the older blonde’s face, “It’s very nice honey…you finish eating and I’ll put it up on the refrigerator.”

     

    “Okay mommy,” Spencer smiled happily taking her pizza in hand. Than she grabbed her soda to take a drink.

     

    “Two hands,” Ashley stated remembering the girl’s loss of motor control and the two ruined blouses that the brunette had to get dry cleaned. Spencer quickly put her other hand on the cup before drinking.

     

    “I think we should discuss what I came over for, the rain is getting heavier and I need to get back,” Paula said sitting back down.

     

    “Right,” Arthur agreed but didn’t really know what to say.

     

    “Don’t worry Arthur you can have the house and the cars, I don’t need any of that in Ohio. I just want anything that’s mine really, clothes…shoes…blow dryer that kind of thing. As for the kids it’s up to them,” both parents turned to Glen.

     

    The sandy blond hair teen glanced between his parents, “I’m going to stay here only because I want to spend time with Madi before I ship off.”

     

    “Ship off?” His father asked.

     

    “Yeah, I uhm signed up for the army…” Glen laughed awkwardly.

     

    “You what?” Paula shook her head.

     

    “Joined the army, I meet with my recruiter this Monday. He’s going to tell me what I need and when I ship out to boot camp.”

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