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Lucinda

 

“You what?!?!” mom and dad shouted in unison. I cringed at their shouting. I didn’t have so much as a single regret but I am scared to death.

“What were you thinking?” Mom asked.

“Do you know what you’re going to do now?” Dad asked. “Is this Oliver’s doing?”

I let my face down in my hands and fell from sitting on the couch to on my knees. Mom got from her seat and hugged me. I began panting and stammering my breaths. “Please don’t hate me.” I begged.

“What’s wrong with Lucy mom?” Justin asked.

“Just go back to your room right now baby.” Mom suggested. He did as he was told.

“We could never hate you honey, but we are shocked about the whole thing.” Dad said.

“I don’t know what to do!” I cried. “I’m scared! Please help me!”

Mom began rocking me back and forth in a cradle.

There was a knock on the door. Dad answered it. “Ah, %$*@.” He exclaimed.

“Mr. Brown, sorry for the inconvenience but it seems you already know what happened.” Mr. Schack said.

Mr. Schack and Oliver came through the door. Mr. Schack helped me to my feet and embraced me.

“Lucinda,” Mr. Schack said. “I am not angry or disappointed in you or Oliver, and I promise to help you in the situation.” I was shaking in his comforting hug. He kissed the top of my head. “But do you know what you want to do?”

Mr. Schack let go of me and I stared at Oliver. We gave each other uncertain looks. We had no idea what to do now.

I stuttered into another sob and Oliver hugged me. “What do we do?” I asked desperately.

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