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Prologue (Part 1 out of 3)

Meet Jill

The strobe lights where flashing rapidly in the night club. My amethyst eyes were filled with tears. Great. I'm drunk in a club. Then I came out of the club wishing it wasn't true. It didn't happen. Way to go Jill. You blew it.

I got in mom's pickup, and drove home. Not anticipating the lecture I'd get from sneaking out the house while grounded. When I got there, all the lights were off. So I park the truck, and sneaked into the house. When I got into the house, the smell of wine, and smoked grass was everywhere. Mom was doing her thing. I thought I was above all that, but I guess like mother like daughter. 'Cause this has been going' on for twelve generations. The single motherhood and the grass and wine, all my life I wanted to above all that. But as I slammed my bedroom door, I knew I couldn't get out of this curse. I cried myself to sleep.

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4 weeks later…

"Jillian Marie! Get your butt down here now!" Mom shouted from downstairs. She sounded clean and sober, but even without that, she had a bad temper. As I walked into the kitchen, she held my pregnancy test. I gulped, I knew what was coming.

"What is this?" She asked.

"A positive pregnancy test." I replied. Biting my lip.

"Is this yours?" She asked.

"Yes." I said in a whisper. Mom came to me and grabbed my chin and make me look her in the eyes. Her blue eyes.

"Yes." I said in a louder voice. She threw my knapsack at me, I caught it.

"Get your sorry little butt out of here before I whip it!"

I did as I was told. I ran out of the house, and got on the path to Mineral town. At Mineral town, I stayed at the Inn, where they where kind enough to let me stay for 300 gold, which is cheap, but still very expensive. When I was eating breakfast the next day, a young girl, Ann, sat down at my table, she was delivering my 9ths. After she placed it on the table, I grabbed her hand.

"Where is the road for forget – me – not valley?" I asked.

"When you go south down the mountain, follow the path." Ann said.

"Thanks." I said.

After I paid gold for the food, I followed her directions, when I found the path, everything became clear. The reason I wanted to come here is because my grandma married a man named Mark, when Mom was seven. Grandpa Mark loved mom, but mom hated grandpa mark. But she allowed me to go to Grandpa Mark's a couple times when I was younger. And I loved him and he loved me. I was going to help with Grandpa's farm.

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Grandpa's Dog was barking like a maniac. It was not used to me at all.

"What's wrong Bananabelle?" I heard a gruff voice asked. I looked down, and the memory was clear. The last time I was here, I was able to name a puppy that was born on the farm. Being an innocent eight year old, I named it Bananabelle. I looked up and saw grandpa hobbling up the path. When he saw me, His eyes glowed.

"Jill!" He said laughing.

"Grandpa!" I squealed. I ran to him and gave him the biggest hug anyone could give anyone. He hugged back, dropping his watering can.

"Come into the house, We need to catch up." Grandpa said.

So I followed into the house.