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"Looking at Shirley's portrait has become quite an addiction for you, Priscilla." Alex stated and I pulled away from Shirley's portrait.

"I miss her." I answered him and he listened keenly almost like he wanted to mimick me.

"Remembering Shirley brings back all the past ugly memories and she was the only good thing in our lives before she died." He said and pulled his baggy pants up since it was falling from his small waist, I don't know why he won't stop wearing baggy pants when he has such a small waist.

"I have something to tell you." I shivered and gestured Alex to sit because we were definitely going to the longest talks we have ever had since we left Wisconsin.

"Same here, I have something  very important to tell you." He sits and I do same.

"You should talk first." I urged Alex.

"You wanted to start the conversation so you should be the first to do the talking." Alex said rubbing his Adams apple and that's an habit he only exhibits when he has something scary to say or he is scared of something.

"I saw Ian and I performed surgery on his daughter who was hit by a stray bulle-" I started but I couldn't really finish telling him when he stopped me from talking, I thought, he was going to flare up but surprisingly he was at his calmest.

"I am so tired of seeing the villains of our past." He noted.

"What happened?" I asked Alex who sounded so strange.

"I saw mom and Jason at the mall yesterday when I went to get our usual weekend groceries." He heaved with a sigh.

"Can my life get any worse? Ten years ago, mom abandoned us to have a better life with her boyfriend, Shirley died and we had to leave Wisconsin to forget all about our past ghosts, we struggled to get a better education and mom didn't really care to look for us, I took up different jobs so I could pay both our school fees and finally now I have been able to fix my self esteem issues and freely leave behind all I had to go through whilst growing up and now all the ghosts I have left behind in the past starts coming back to my life." I cried and Alex brought out a towel so I could clean my tears.

"You haven't cried for quite a while and you shouldn't daint that record." He teased and I managed to give him a faint smile.

"I don't think we should continue having this conversation." I tell Alex.

"Mom invited us over for dinner at her place." Alex squeals and I frowned."We aren't going anywhere except you plan on visiting her."

"We should go to the park today." I said, so as to stop the discussions about mom and Ian and stylishly stealing a glimpse of Shirley's portrait.

"Okay." Alex replied and stood up from the chair.

"I have to check on Ian's daughter at hospital but after that I don't have any other schedule for the day, so we could go to the park by midday." I told him.

Just as we were both about to go to our rooms to take a bath, there was a knock on the door. I looked at Alex and he gave his signature look which he gives when he isn't excepting anyone and I wasn't expecting anyone either.

Knock. knock. knock.

After exchanging different look at each other Alex finally decided to check who it was at the door.

Alex opened the door and turned back to look at me with a very strange look that was totally expressionless.

The door was suddenly flung open and I stood still staring at the three people on my "hate list."

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I'm working on a book 2 or probably an epilogue to end the story.