Jill The thrust of the thick breeze of the evening, hit against my opened chest, causing a strong shudder to run down my spine. I wrapped my hands across my shoulder to form a warmth that wasn't available. Instead of worrying about the after effects of the coldness that struck me, I worried about something entirely different from that. All I could think of were the situations I was facing. My mom was sick on one hand, and on the other, my sister, Charlotte, had to leave us, and was pronounced as "dead." Life was a fucking shit. The howling wind intensified, and caused more coldness in the air. About to get up to walk into the house, a tiny hand wrapped around my neck. It was going to be my four year old baby, Liam. "What are you doing here?" His tiny voice sounded in my ear. I smiled at the cuteness of his beautiful voice, and twirled to face hi
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