6/24/2023 0 Comments Fallen too far book seriesIt had been necessary though he was the only family I had left. Calling my father, after he had failed to come even once during the three years my mother had fought cancer, had been hard. All I had left was my clothes and the truck. I'd had to sell the small house that my grandmother had left us to pay off the last of mom's medical bills. If I didn't need somewhere to live, I wouldn't be here. He also hadn't shown up for my mother's funeral. Dad hadn't told me that he was having a party tonight. I pulled my mom's fifteen- year-old Ford truck over onto the sandy grass so that I wouldn't be blocking anyone in. This place had at least twenty of them covering up the long driveway. Trucks with mud on the tires were what I was used to seeing parked outside a house party.
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