RochelleAs we walked out of the packhouse my brother handed me a set of keys, “know how to drive?”“Yes, but not before I could ride a motorcycle,” I shook my head, “I don’t want any handouts, not from them,” my eyes went towards the packhouse.Ronald nodded, “Rochelle, I understand, trust me I do, it wasn’t that easy for me knowing about you and not being able to bond with you as we should have, but they did what they thought was right, whether we feel differently about it or not.” He placed the keys in my hand, “The Jeep truck, it’s mine, take it, it has GPS and all the bells and whistles, plus there is a phone in the glovebox, it has Mom’s number in case of emergency, I’ll call it later, so you have mine as well.” He pulled me into a brotherly hug, “I’m sorry, but please don’t shut me out, I’ll always support you in any way I can, just call me.” I nodded as I slid into the driver’s seat, “I’ll call you even if I don’t need anything, but it may take me a while, this is a lot to
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