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Intro/Preface/Background
My name is Fernanda Montez some people call me Fer, I am originally from Peru until my parents and I moved to the U.S when I was eight, and my father was diagnosed with brain cancer shortly after we moved. My mom and I lived by ourselves for almost five years, which was bliss considering we became like sisters, somewhere between my father's death and my tenth birthday. My mom and had each other's backs, in everything we did, though it felt like our roles were reversed most of the time. We moved around a lot cause of my mother's job (she's a chef) which meant that we met new people all the time, I never minded though, cause 'new people' became friends and when you far away from biological family and only had one parent ;friends become like family. My mom met Stephen shortly after we moved to New Orleans, they didn't really have anything in common except for the food biz, and they became close and eventually started dating. Stephen is one –fourth Native American but you can't tell. Stephen won me over by telling me stories from his grandmother's tribe; my favourites were the ones about humans who turned into wolves to protect their families.
My mom and Stephen got married last year and ever since started making plans to open their own restaurant, Stephen had more connections due to his father, which made it really easy for plans to be taken seriously, and my mother had a vision of what their restaurant was going to be. Before I knew it both were making plans to move to Forks, Washington to open their restaurant, that's where Stephen spent most of his summers, well not really he spent them on the reserve called La Push and that where we are going to be living.
I am almost against this move given that my mother and I have lived a great deal of time in New Orleans, the longest out of all the places we've lived in, but I can't deny her this, and so I'm packing my bags and putting my best fake smile on.