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Posted May 3, 2014
"Emily! Emily! Emi-lyyyyyy! Get up!" Kevin shouts frantically. "Emi- Get up! Why won't you wake, momma? What's wrong?" Kevin shakes his mother harder, becoming confused and frustrated. "Momma?" Though Kevin was a young boy, Hewwo had always been a smart one. The young boy leans down, and softly puts his warm hand to his mother's face. He immediately jerked his hand back, tears forming in his eyes. "No... Emily, NO!!!" <p> Six Years Later... <p> Kevin picks up the stringy hay bale and loads it into the back of the truck. "Papa, when will we be done? All this work is making me tired!" Kevin complains. <br> Daniel looks down at his son, smiling. "Patience, my boy. Patience." Daniel answers, picking up a hay bale. He throws it into the back of the truck, and turns to his son, running his hand through his son's soft, blonde hair. "Emily would be so proud of you.." <br> Kevin looks away, uncomfortable talking about his adopted mother's death. "I never called her momma, for she couldn't replace my real mother, but Emily was an important part in my life. The day she had died, I was going to tell her that i decided to call her momma. But when I went to wake her up for breakfast, she was cold. The doctors said she died in her sleep from an overdose, but I think it was something else that killed her. What that was, I've no clue. But I plan to figure it out..." The boy thinks. <br> Daniel looks down, sensing his son's discomfort. "Alright. We're done for the day. Let's go make some sandwiches for lunch. Sound good?" <br> Kevin nods, slightly looking downcast. "Yes, papa. That sounds good." <br> Daniel sighs, and pats his son on the back, before heading towards the house, the sun beating down on his face. <br> Kevin follows, his dad's tall figure blocking out the sun.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.