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Don Epps, Charlie Epps, Alan Epps, Colby Grainger, Larry Flinehart, David Cinclair, Amita.


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"I'll get it." Amita answered the door standing on the door step, was a teen aged girl. Standing there, whirring blue jeans, a red T-shirt and a ocean blue back pack.

' Hi! I'm looking for a Alan Epps.' the strange girl said with a edge in her voice. She had black hair, a scar across her face. Blue, greenish eye's. A hard look was pointed at Amita as Charlie came to see on who was at the door.

" He's not here miss??

' Oh fine then could you give him this then! 'she snapped at them, as she handed over a folder of papers.

"Of coarse you could wate here if you want he just went to the store." Charlie spoke as he took a good look at her, seeing that she was frightened as she pulled away, shaking her head, taking a good look at her eyes as they started to change color?

No!!! I mean.. Look, just get him to read the papers ok! Fuck. ' And with that she turned and walked away.

Leaving Charlie and Amita with shocked faces.


Later that night-

Dear Mister Alan Epps

It startles me to write this letter. Nearly seventeen years ago, You and your wife lost a child. Or so you were told. The teen that you met to day was your daughter. She will be sixteen. She has been to 275 foster homes in her life. Why am I telling you this now you must wonder. We recently found out that the nurse that told you that your child died. Then kidnapped her and raised her as her own. She died when Noel was five her husband beat her and almost killed her. Today when I looked up her fails, I noticed that you and your wife were her parents.

Noel Mimzy Blackhome- Female- age sixteen-born August 4th at 12:03am.

Noel as you can see with the papers that you where given, by the nurse that kidnapped your daughter made sure that you wouldn't go looking for her. On these forms that you seined was an adoption form giving that said nurse, right full cusity to her.

'Their where sheets and sheets of paper's In the files as Alan fliped through.'

The reason for this letter is simple. Noel has made a appointment to see a Court judge on her birthday. She needs you to be there so she could either be released in to your cusity, or like she wishes to be emancipated. To be no longer a ward of the state. With this, I give you Noel's file if you wish to be, her gardian.

Sincerely, Sue Button

Riesling thought the files. Alan saw what looked like a kids wish list. Their was a note pasted on one file.

Here is her files, pages of how she grew up home's. Shes' been to santa letters, wishes. There is one that would come true if she does get amansipated. Her only wish since she was five was to be in the Army. To be a soldier.

She has been taught to fight in meny arts. Both in and out of the streets. She is a class four geenuis. Smart in everything.

Tomarow she has an inpointment with a professor at Kelseye University. She Is to meet with the dean and sit in every class.

One of her professors is going to be one Charlie Epps. Knowing that he is your son and her brother. I trust you can make it watch her. She has defences but, knowing her, she is just looking for someone to trust. Watch for her eyes they are uniqe. They can change color at will. She is very protective of her foster siblings and I know that this bright mined. By knowing, is known to not be wasted if you learn her trust. She will let you in your her father the only person that can tell her about her mother. That is the only person she wants to know, she told me long ago, when she was ten all she wanted was a familey, that would love her, cared to fight for her, and protect her of all the bad things that are out to get her and her siblings that she her self protects.

With that Alan saw that this social worker cared. As he read the wishes the places that shes been at. Ane a thousand thoughts ran through his head...

Don who watched his father with intrest. Could see his father sitting there reading a file that charlie gave him earlier, brought by a teenaged girl.


Hay dad whats up?

"nothing Donny, just.. No nothing.. I'm getting a beer you boys want one?" Alan said as he went to the kitchen don took a look at the files that layed out in front of him.

The name Noel mimzy blackhome, stuck out like a thorn.

Dad who's this Noel Backhome and why do you have her papers?

"Humm?" Looking at Don and seeing confusion on his sons face and knowing that Charlie was listening in. I tell them to sit down.....


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