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What a bad evening in Seattle. Kristine, Tracey, and I returned home to Tacoma. Kristine was mad at me, because I was depressed and asked her to remain clothed for the night. I was feeling quite upset from the rough evening we had at a Arch's Burgers at the CivicCenter Seattle. I politely asked if she got straws and she rudely replied, "I'm only one human!" The next morning, I got back from using the facility and Kris was on the phone with her mother. Well, I was in for a shock as she stormed out with her things. Tracey, who was making breakfast (and not realizing what just happened), asked her to assist with the pancakes. Kristine insultingly (and out of character) responded, "Why should I help you jerks?" Before Tracey could respond, I came out of the room sobbing. Tracey just finished with the pancakes and I was barley able to tell her, "two plates. Get her SoundPass." Tracey went outside to where Kristine was, "what the hell is going on," Tracey demanded. "It's done. I'm through. Go away. Good day. I'm going home to Virginia," Kristine quipped rudely. "This is your last chance to come back to your senses. Don't do this," Tracey responded politely. Kristine gave the stuck-up noose. "Ok. Hand over your SoundPass," Tracey insisted. I was able to hear the whole thing. Tracey returned with the SoundPass, and quickly came to my side. We were both quite upset. Tracey was doing her best to comfort me, but it wasn't helping much. We had difficulty eating breakfast as we watched Kristine's aunt pick her up and take her away. I was in tears. The truth was that Tracey tried her hardest to comfort me, but it wasn't working. She clutched me tightly and made a vow, "under my watch, no one will hurt you again like that. I'm going to let no girl get close to you and dump you like that. What Kristine did was wrong and uncalled for." I found myself sitting in my sister's lap with her hugging me very tightly. I sobbed, "Thank-you Tracey." Tracey had to assist me with eating because I was so depressed. We then found ourselves living in DuPont, back at our dad's place. We weren't happy with this arrangement, but we decided to make due. Tracey and I pretty much took over the living room. We still slept at each other's side and Tracey continued to take care of me as needed. Little did either of us realize that we wouldn't be living in DuPont for much longer. |
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