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No one likes it when their family life changes. This is particularly hard for the Radtke's. A troublesome girl named Tracey enters their lives and the children are an endless journey to make sure this girl doesn't get into any further trouble or cause their parents to lose their fostering license. These are snippets from my second novella in the series, "Oh Tracey."
Last week
“Let’s go, we don’t have time for that,” I said.
He stopped dancing and we gave chase once more.Tracey was a ways ahead of us heading towards the back of the mall, when she reached the end she pushed open an exit door. By the time we got to the door it had closed. I pushed on its steel lever but it was locked. “Shit Zion,” I said.
“Stay calm,” he offered me a mint from his coat pocket.
I threw the mint at a potted plant.
“Now what?”
“There’s TGIF,” Zion said, “maybe there’s an entrance into the same building through there.”
This week
He pointed to the restaurant. We made our way to TGIF.
Inside, it was was packed full of men in their thirties shouting at an overhead TV. To the right, there was a panoramic glass window that looked out onto the street. I walked closer to it and recognized Tracey outside, she was taking out a plastic bag from her zebra skin purse and handing it to a woman with foot long braids. The woman smiled at her and then turned to backhand Tracey in the face.
Shocked, I winced and then drew even closer to the window. “Wish I could hear them.”
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