Escape World Peace (Part 3, page 2 of 4)


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Part 3

Long, light, golden brown hair flowed neatly down to mom’s shoulders. Her blue eyes, tan complexion, and beaming, bright smile just lit up the room. His medium build, coal-black hair, green eyes, and grey suit made dad look like a take charge type of person. I wondered what it would be like to live with them. At different times, I would pretend we were going to the beach, or I was riding a roller coaster ride with dad.

Uncle Frank, at least that is what I call him, has taken care of me since I was three. Actually, Frank Dillon (AKA Uncle Frank) was a friend of my dad. No actual relation to me. He had agreed to take care of me if something happened to my mom and dad.

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