3rd person POV_Young Adult Fiction_Astrid WS
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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That was Kara's way of getting through the past six months. Her new normal hiding behind the quips and one liners that made others squirm and fall silent. Most people didn't know how to react when someone joked about their father who murdered a person and kidnapped another. But Pip knew exactly how to react. She crouched and hid behind the one liners too. So that Kara always had someone right there next to her. That was how she helped note taken. Although I'm not sure my grandma can cope with any more. You know, Naomi's had this new idea. Apparently she wants to burn all of dad's stuff. Grandparents obviously said no and got straight on the phone to her therapist. Burn it. I know right. Carra said she'd accidentally summit a demon or something. I probably shouldn't tell dad. He still thinks Naomi will turn up one day. Kara visited her dad at the Bridgeport Correctional Center every two weeks. She said it didn't mean she'd forgiven him. But after all, he was still her dad, Naomi had not visited once and said she never would. So what time does the memorial hold on? Grandpa's talking to me? Yes. Kara called her voice directed away from the phone. Yeah, I know. Yeah, I am. Kara's grandparents, her mom's parents had moved into the house with her and Naomi last November. So Kara had some doctor ordered stability until she finished school, but April was almost over and exams and the end of school were fast approaching too fast. And when summer arrived, Kara and Naomi's grandparents would put the ward's house on the market and move the girls to their home in Warren Township, New Jersey. At least they'd be close when Pip started college at Columbia. But Fairview wouldn't be Fairview with Al Kara and Pip quietly wished that summer would never come. Ok, Carr said good night, grandpa. What was that? Oh, you know, it's 10 30. So it's super late and past lights out. And I should have been in bed hours ago and not chatting with my girlfriend's plural. At this rate. I'll probably never have a girlfriend, let alone multiple plus, no one has set this lights out since like the 17 hundreds. Carra huffed. Well, the light bulb was invented in 18 79. So, uh, please stop. Have you got it queued up? Almost. Pip said, dragging one finger across the track. We're on episode four. Right?