ZEKE “What happened to your family Zeke? What’s with your past?” Her question is the same as Johanna’s. “I will tell you everything, Kayleen,” I told her as I guided her to the living room. We sat there silently. I’m composing myself as I start to remember everything while she is waiting for me to say something. She is sitting on the parallel couch with mine. Her beautiful brown eyes are sparkling with the lights. As I started talking, the memories flashed against my eyes.
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