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    This is My Family..Chapter 70

     Then one day it all went to *****. All of it. Down the *****’ drain.Angelica suddenly realized how lonely she was when a murder took place outside their hostel. It was a over drugs so nobody interfered. People knew enough not to mess around if a fight was over drugs. Shots were heard and Angelica ran to the window looking over the scene below. A lone slumped figure was there on the road…people stayed inside, afraid the killer was still out there. Angelica watched the wounded man while someone called 911 behind her. He was wearing  a flannel shirt that was open and sweat pants, nothing else. Blood was dripping down the street and out from under him…the man dragged himself slowly a few inches on the road…crying for help…his voice was getting weaker and weaker. Angelica felt her heart stop….his voice trailed away and he shuddered…and was still. It had a profound effect on Angelica..she felt her heart pound and bleed, it was like the blood was rushing to her numb heart, filling it with feeling again. Angelica had no idea what to make of her feelings though, she never had. It was like feelings got in the way, made things harder…she was trying her entire life to run away from them.

     Now a month later, about four years after she left home. Angelica stood before Tina’s Last Spot…the place where they spread her ashes. New flowers were there, it had grown even bigger…more wild, the place looked a little different. But no less beautiful. Angelica, looking more gaunt…more older…more sad…but maybe less confused, stood before the flowers and swallowed the tears back into herself. She had been crying for minutes, almost twenty minutes. Angie knew she was not strong, she had spent her entire life dealing with her weaknesses…running away wouldn’t make anything easier. It was now beyond Bette, it wasn’t Bette..not her mommy…it was herself. She was trying to deal with herself, and like so many of us it was tough to do that. Almost impossible for Angie. But she stood before her mom, she grieved before her mom…and apologized. When the sky began to darken Angie stirred…the crickets began chirping…thier choral cries tugged at Angie’s heartstrings. Things moved in the woods…the tall grass brushed against each other in the breeze. Angelica then whispered very softly…

    “mom….i think i should go back now”

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    Comments

    1. Sometimes this story has been very hard to read, but always compeling. This was a touching chapter, I hope Angie is ready to go back to Bette and Fleur. Thanks.

    2. Great chapter. I’m glad Angie decided to go home…I just hope she’s ready to settle and make amends. I think of this story often and I sometimes wonder what Tina would think if she could see the life her daughter has lead. It’s a life so different from her own…how could this child come from her. It’s strange how we mature as humans….so alike to our parents yet so different.

    3. Mom,I think I should go back now. How so very sad. ThankGod that Bette was willing to take the baby and love her so much. It would be like having a small Piece of Tina all the time. She go a second chace with the baby, Now maybe she can get one with Angie. thanks

    4. So often this story raises for me memories that have lain dormant. I remember my mother, like Bette, so hard through most of her life, her carapace of sorrow pierced by the presence of a little granddaughter. They went for walks and slept together. It was a miracle to see her soften. Thanks for reminding me…

    5. CASSANDRA YOU ARE SUCH A WONDERFUL WRITTER.I so look forward to your chapters.I am glad that Angelica has come to her senses to go back and hopefully work things out.It’s not easy but LOVE for your family can be really STRONG if you just talk and work things out….

    6. CASSANDRA YOU ARE SUCH A WONDERFUL WRITTER.I so look forward to your chapters.I am glad that Angelica has come to her senses to go back and hopefully work things out.It’s not easy but LOVE for your family can be really STRONG if you just talk and work things out….

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