"The bus is here, Mommy."Kicking my blanket away, I rushed out of my room, not even bothering to put on my shoes. I then pulled my daughter, Marilyn Lopez, into my embrace, refusing to let go of her small, warm body."You don't have to go to school today, Mary."Marilyn tilted her head as she looked at me, asking, "Why? We're celebrating Ollie's birthday today.""No reason. You don't have to go because I said so," I replied, my voice trembling.The familiar honk of the bus came from downstairs."I want to go to school, Mommy!" Marilyn exclaimed as she began to struggle in my hold."You're not allowed to go!" I tossed Marilyn onto the bed and blocked the door with my own body.The impatient voice of my husband, Gabriel Lopez, sounded through the door. "What do you think you're doing, Natasha Wilson? Hurry and take Mary out. The bus is about to leave.""She's not going to school today!" I roared."Have you lost your mind?" Gabriel demanded.He pulled out a key and unlocked th
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