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New Beginnings
A Book by
matpat
Milo has two things he has to worry about, taking care of his sister, and keeping her away from their father.
Chapter One-New beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 1 I walked through the cool autumn breeze admiring the bright green almost neon colored leaves on each of the trees. Up ahead the ho..
Chapter Two-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 2 The smell of the cigarette smoke was strong in my lungs. Its end glowed a deep red once it was puffed. The smell was almost unbear..
Chapter Three-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 3 I walked up the sidewalk, my clothing soaked from the thick black car grease. Working at a car garage was easy yet annoying. I had..
Chapter Four-New Beginings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 4 That night, it was particularly quiet. The kind of quiet that would keep you up all night. I couldn’t sleep, not being able ..
Chapter Five-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 5 “So your dad came back?” lucky asked. “Yup.” “That’s tough, now you got to deal with him ..
Chapter Six-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 6 Jim and I stepped up the porches to the house. The others had left to sneak into the drive-in movies while us two didn’t par..
Chapter Seven-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 7 I found Don sitting atop a trash can holding a crumpled note in his hand. He sat staring at the ground in front of him with a daze..
Chapter Eight-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 8 “I wanna come!” Carmen said cheerfully. “You sure? I think you might have had you day’s fill of fighting..
Chapter Nine-New Beginnings
A Chapter by
matpat
Chapter 9 Carmen had come to by the time I had carried her to the house and she had yelled at me through her puffed lips, even though she st..
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