Tara’s P.o.v. What the actual hell? After all this time thinking of Linda like a mother, or a grandmother, a friend.. she goes and pulls something like this? There’s a reason I don’t talk about my past, and once again I’m proven right, you can’t trust anyone in this world. What kind of game does she think she’s playing? What can she possible gain from this? My father, I scoff, does she really believe I can be taken for a fool, just like that? The tall, slender man she introduced me to, although decently dressed, was obviously a bum, a drifter, a derelict! Other than the blonde waves that adorned his head, he looks nothing like the man in my mother’s faded photograph.After pacing up and down my kitchen a couple of million times and getting myself more worked up by the minute, I angrily step out of the house, I’m going to find Linda and tell her exactly what I think of her and demand she explains herself! But as soon as I step over the threshold, I nearly fall flat on my face. Stu
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