Throughout our childhood, Grace was always the one who fussed over me. Where my mother would say “Oh Beau stop it.” Grace would say, “Honey, eve...ything is going to be okay, or Beau take a sweater it’s cold sweetheart please be careful.” In other words, Grace was the one who ‘mothered’ me. Grace asked me how things went at the bungalow. It took me a while but I finally told her most of what happened. I guess I was focused on her once more; I wanted things from my mother that she just wouldn’t. " Tyler said, his eyes once more returning to the pretty girl at the sink.By this time, Theresa was finished rinsing her dishes, so she headed upstairs to her bedroom. She returned a moment later carrying a backpack full of school books."Bye, Dad," she said, giving her father a peck on the cheek. Then she disappeared out the front door.Jerry left a few minutes later, leaving the ghosts alone in the house to ponder their fate.That evening, after father and daughter had returned home and they. More

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