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    a new life

         Shane could feel all the anger rising, she felt as if she were under water, not really understanding what had just happened. Her hands were curled into fist; she couldn’t even feel her nails digging into her skin.

       “How is that fucking possible?” she grabbed the clip board out of the old ladies hand, searching for his name. Her world stopped and she only felt pain and hatred when she saw it. She stared at it in disbelief, and before she could think she swung the board against the counter breaking it in half.

       “Ms. McCutcheon calm down,” Ms. Oberman was trying her best to calm Shane down.

       “How the fuck am I suppose to calm down when you just let my kid get fucking kidnapped,” she was screaming in her face. Shane couldn’t think she couldn’t feel anything but the boiling anger that was coursing through her body. “When did they leave?”

       “I’ll have to check-”

       “Then fucking check.”

         Ms. Oberman ran to the room with all the sheets, she was throwing them around looking for the right sheet. All Shane could see was her, her every movement; she could see the colour darkening in her face as she searched.

       “Here it is they left about half an hour ago.” Shane tried to think, it meant that he came early taking him out of practice.

         Shane grabbed the paper, looking at the time she pocketed it and the sheet with Gabriel’s signature on it. She went out pushing the security guard down as she ran to the front. She didn’t see anything but his face; she could only feel the hate, the anger growing.

       “Hey where’s Shay?” Carmen asked her voice panicked, she looked worried.

         Shane couldn’t say anything, she couldn’t do anything but hand her the paper. Shane revved the engine and drove to no where, she just had to leave.

       “FUCK!” Shane screamed at the top of her lungs, her throat burning. She drove in between the cars, gaining speed each time.

       “Shane, calm down.” Carmen was yelling trying to get through the thick cloud of smoke that filled Shane. “We’ve got to call the police; we’ve got to get him back.”

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    1. Gabe needs locking up and the key thrown away. Felt bad for Shane when she met her sister…. be interesting to see that side again…Hope Shay is okay – love this story. Hope you post more soon

    2. Gabriel is such a slime ball. Carmen should have kicked him in the nuts so hard that he’ll never have kids again!!! Please let everything work out fine. PMS

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