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This won't be
the case come tomorrow Mia, you can count on that." He said,
     
also laughing, with his sarcastic tone. "Hey; hey you two stop it.
     
I'm so going to miss this; when you two are all grown with your
     
own children doing the same exact thing; I'm so going to laugh at
     
you both." Lily called out from the kitchen laughing hysterically.
     
My brother and I were always really close. All our lives it was
     
just my dad, Tucker and I, until Lily got added into the mix.
She
     
never really tried to be the step mom, she was more like an older
     
sister or an older friend who just so happened to be with my dad.
     
Dad always tried his best to do what he could for us, but it really
     
wasn't much. We had what we needed, but couldn't always get
     
what we wanted. But in the end; Tucker and I were just fine with
     
that. Lily made things a whole lot easier when she came into the
     
family. She really helped me out a lot; household chores, laundry,
     
shopping; not to mention being there for me.
     
As I got to the top of the steps, I quickly pushed my bedroom
     
door open. I went in and placed the roses from Jon onto my
     
vanity. I stared at it for a little bit, as small memories flashed in my
     
mind like someone was playing a picture slide show. I
     
remembered how sweet he was; always bringing me flowers, and
     
candies. How he would help my dad when he needed it. I began
to miss him; his smell, his touch, his kiss. "Um. I'm going to take a
     
shower if you're not." Tucker insisted, poking his head through my
     
bedroom door. "I'm coming, and don't you dare." I demanded; as I
     
hurried off to the bathroom.
     
Tucker was an all-star football player when he was in high
     
school, colleges from all over the US came to see him play and a
     
few of them tried to pick him up to play for them.
Dad said that it
     
was his decision and that he wouldn't push; but I think he wanted
     
to, but just didn't say anything. Tucker even did track; but I don't
     
think he ever wanted to leave Hillside or the Weeping Mountains,
     
he turned them all down. Tucker just got in with the mining
     
company that mined for precious gems from the Weeping
     
Mountains. Dad's all bent out of shape about that, but never says
     
anything. He just ignores it when Tucker comes home complaining
     
about his job. He wanted Tucker to work at the Forestry with him;
     
but Tucker being Tucker wanted to do his own thing.
     
As kids we spent a lot of time with my grandparents because
     
dad always had to work. So, we stayed with them, at the foot of
     
the Weeping Mountains a lot, roaming through the woods learning
     
about different things from our grandparents. I guess that's why I
     
enjoy my solo walks so much; it gave me a chance to think about
everything that we learned as kids.
     
A few years ago our grandparents got into a major car
     
accident while they headed home one night from our house on a
     
very rainy night. The cops said that they lost control of their little
     
green pinto; and flipped onto an embankment. They both died
     
instantly. I was crushed, but Tucker he took it even harder. He
     
didn't eat for days, he had horrible nightmares, and still till this
     
very day refuses to drive when it's pouring rain; and I don't blame
     
him either.
When it's was pouring rain, I didn't even want my dad
     
to go to work.
But, my dad would just say, it's not my time yet
     
baby, kissing my forehead and he leave for work with me crying
     
my eyes out at the front door.
     
My grandmother was a all around great lady; she always
     
made us things with stuff that she found in the forest, or even in
     
her very own yard. We would have pancakes, muffins’ and
     
cupcakes with the berries she picked from the bushes that were
     
all over the back yard; she made jerky with the meat of whatever
     
animal that my dad and grandfather shot.
We used to taking long
     
walks to the river to fill