8 years later I am now 18, she 16. Dwelling in the back of our minds we still knew what went on when we were kids.I drove Sara to school everyday (me...a senior, she a sophomore.) We always had great conversations and we never had any problems or quarrels. Every morning, especially during the late spring/coming summer, I would pull up to the side of her house to pick her up for school. She would walk out moments later, and every time I would exclaim to myself how fucking hot she was. She had. Not a damn bit. The woman that should have been mine, had dumped me for money. The daughter that was guaranteed to be mine by my ex-fiancée was allowed to be adopted by another guy, a rich guy, I had a record as a murderer. And no kid of my own.Of course, I did have my Sarah, which was kind of a faux-kid, I guess. I mean I could kinda pretend. But, in the end, nada.I wondered if the back stabber would be around like my faux-kid had predicted. And if she did come around what difference would. More

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