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Chapter Seventeen
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2021-11-01 19:46:50A Promise I Won’t Keep
6:00 PM, the sun is setting, soon it will be dark and Mallory will be home. Maybe I should clean the bedroom before she gets home. I slowly climbed the wooden stairs with my bare feet.
‘Come it’s almost 9 o'clock you should be sleeping, you still have school tomorrow.’ I said and took Mallory by hand as we climbed upstairs to the bedroom.
‘My feet hurt, carry me Mama.’
‘Okay here you go.’
‘Strong Mama,’ she said. ‘I love you, Mama.’
‘I love you too, baby.’
I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. The yellow and orange light freely pushes through the open window. The yellow orange light hits the wooden floor. I see Eric stand right there
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