She was back to herself in just a few days. I am sure she called her boss and told him she wouldn't go to Atlanta anymore. She was a good worker for them, so I knew that they would do ok by her. I started getting back to myself.
Abby was the love of my life. She was eight now and there was one thing that was evident. She wasn't mine.
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