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“So, that whole situation, they were just experimenting, nothing for you to get bent about. I told them to put the brakes on so you don’t have to worry.”

“What about that poor girl?” Poor girl my ass.

“She’s fine, I sent her on home.” She looked like thunder and I knew her jealous ass was mad that her precious babies weren’t so precious anymore. I could’ve told her that none of them, except my Caitiebear were innocent past the age of three.

Speaking of which. “Uh Kat, we’re gonna have to do something about our own daughters. Caitie’s just nine months older than those two I’m thinking…”

“That’s what I was coming to tell you before I got sidetracked. I got a letter from the school today. Caitie can still graduate a year early…”

My head started buzzing and I think I lost sight for a few seconds. We’ve had this conversation before. These fucks wanted me to send my kid away to college when she was sixteen, now she’s a year older sure, but still too young in my opinion.

I wasn’t in the mood to have that argument again right now so I tried to sidetrack her with her kids. “I think Cayla needs changing.” Fuck if I know which is which, the three of them look the same, unless you look at their bracelets which have their names engraved.

I knew that would work though and she dropped the shirt she had yet to fold from her hands and rushed to pick our daughter up and sniff her. I was in luck because one of them really did need changing, whew.

I snuck out of the room and bought myself some time. I still can’t tell her the real reason behind my refusal to let Caitiebear leave home for college a year early, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do when she reaches eighteen and can legally bounce, but even without assholes trying to harm my kid, I’m just not ready.

I knew they were going to do this shit to me, especially my firstborn. That just like with their mother I was gonna get attached and not want to let them go. Seventeen fucking years she’s been mine and now she wants to fly the nest and go off and become an adult.

I never moved back to my parents’ home after I left the house for college except for the odd vacation here and there and even most of those I spent in some other part of the world. I know only too well that once you pop the parental leash the last thing you want is to let them get that shit back on you. Fuck!

If the thought of her moving away for school isn’t bad enough, I know that boy is at the other end of this shit. They think I don’t know that he’s going to one of the top schools in the nation and that that’s where my daughter will be headed.

I don’t know why the fuck Kat is in such an all fired hurry to give my kid away. I should’ve broken his ass when I had the chance, but now it’s too late. I see the way my kid reacts each time the phone rings and he’s on the other end of the line.

I’ve tried everything to get rid of his ass in the past four years. When he moved away I thought that was it for his slick ass, but the shit only got worst. My kid damn near moped herself into an early grave and now this shit.

I will admit that the boy is not that bad, but fuck if I’m giving him the green light, not with my fucking kid. But if I tell her no again she’s going to be hurt. What the fuck is wrong with these schools and their accelerated programs bullshit? Can they at least think about parents and how hard it would be to send their kids off into the world that young? The fuck!

Caitlin

Another year has gone by and I’m closer to being able to leave for college, fingers crossed. The school sent another letter and my teachers and even the principal is willing to fight for me this time.

I’m not going to let the fear of what happened last time hinder me, I’m a year older now so of course he’s going to let me go. He doesn’t have any more excuses.

My heart has been beating erratically ever since I got home because mom’s going to talk to daddy soon. I’m dying to call Todd to share the big news, but I don’t want to get his hopes up before everything has been squared away. Just thinking about him made the little tear in my heart open wider.

It’s been hell being without him this long after getting use to seeing him everyday. He’d become such a huge part of my life in the couple of years we had together before he moved away, that I still have a hard time doing the things we once shared by myself or with anyone else.


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