... a hair cut. Not now that is.
Darien replied, For a little girl you sure do ask a lot of
questions but cant blame you though. Just then Mrs. Read walks
into the family room and takes one look around.Kids. How about you
go out to a movie? Its going to take me awhile to help Darien with
his taxes and Im going to need absolute quiet. Mrs. Read asked,
the children looked at her strangely but when she pulled out a couple
of twenty dollar bills they were out of the house instantly with the
money. They moved so fast Mrs. Read didnt even know the money from
her hand was instantly taken from her, looking down her hand was
empty. Damn those kids move fast when you give them money She
thought to herself while Darien was a little amazed himself, he
smirked and she looked at him. Okay, lets go do your taxes.Meanwhile as everyone
was doing their own thing, Fern the dog girl was in tears while
sitting on her bed. Knees cradling her chin, yet again feeling left
out and miserable because of the other kids making fun of her again.
She walks to her computer. turning it on and logging onto her screen
name. The internet usually makes her feel better talking to her many
email buddies, really since she hasnt got many friends around her
area why not the World Wide Web? Plenty of people use it and cant
really judge you of what you look like or act around people orally.
Wiping her tears from her face she signs on and starts to check her
email, sighing a little because she only receive...