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Kyler
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The familiar voice of the pilot announces our landing, pulling me from my thoughts as the jet touches down on the landing strip. The cold breeze carries a sense of foreboding as I descend and walk toward the house, seeing the yellow crime scene tape wrapped around the perimeter of the property.
My mother doesn’t know I came here. As far as she knows, I’m going to meet up with her at the hotel, but I had to come here first and see for myself. However, I wasn’t ready. A part of me told me she wouldn’t lie about something like this, but then again, I recalled all the things she did and reminded myself that I never really knew her at all. That enabled me to block out the fear and prevent the gravity of the situation from sinking in.
But now getting here and seein
