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    The Assignment – (Chapter: Ch.13)

    "Excuse me" a woman came up behind me and I turned to see her loose polyester clothes with her arms crossed over her chest

    "Yes ma’am?" I asked and she sighed

    "Can I ask what you are doing? Do you have a child around here somewhere?" she asked and I shook my head with a small smile

    "No ma’am" I answered a little confused

    "Well, you really shouldn’t be this close to children. Are you a drug dealer?" she asked and I smiled. She’s awfully blunt

    "No ma’am" I answered and she raised an eyebrow with a disbelieving look "I’m also not a stalker, kidnapper, or a pervert" I added just so that she wouldn’t have to ask

    "I’m sorry, but I’m not comfortable with you sitting here" she uncrossed her arms and seemed to be more at ease

    "I understand" I just gave her a small smile. I’m glad to know someone cares. Especially this small blond woman who looks like she may have just had a child not to long ago

    "Wait" she held a hand out to stop me and I stopped my retreat to look back at her confused "Do you go to King?"

    "Yes ma’am?" I asked and she smiled

    "Um, I’m sorry for being so personal, but do you know Aiden Dennison?" she asked and I shook my head

    "Not personally, but I’ve heard stories…" I trailed off

    "He killed my son" the woman stated with the slightest bit of anger lacing her voice. She sounded more sad then anything

    "I’m sorry" I tried to convey how sorry I really was but I doubt she could tell how much this really effected me.

    "It was a few months ago. My son was only 9 years old. He overdosed on drugs that Dennison sold him"

    "Um, wow. I know he’s in jail for distributing drugs, but I didn’t know he was selling them to children" I sounded heart broken as I spoke and I know she saw it this time

    "Look, I just want you to know it’s nothing personal. I just don’t like childless people being around the other kids" I just nodded with a sad smile

    "I honestly understand ma’am. Do you mind if I ask what his name was?" I asked and she smiled

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    1. I seriously love this story!!! I love how Ashley and Spencer are getting closer without actually getting closer. I can’t wait for when Spencer finally tells Ashley the truth so they can be together. Keep up the amazing job.. PMS!!!

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