Prologue
"Are you sure about this Mom?" Asked Kayla as her mother made a turn down Main Street making it closer to a familiar neighborhood.
"Its the only choice I have." Her mother replied, seemingly not very happy about her choice.
"Did you even tell Dad that I was coming?" She had feeling her mother didn't. The woman had to nerve to look bashful.
"He won't turn you away. Right now he needs as much of us as he can get." The statement had a double meaning that she would ignore. Kayla ran her hand through her hair, several knots prevented that of course she would need the comb it next time they stopped for gas, but it seemed they were going straight home. Home, strangely enough she hadn't knew what one felt like in years. They passed the office, it was closed. She furrowed her eyebrows. Was it Sunday? They were just in Las Vegas Thursday. 'I think'. They passed a residential area. Then again it was a small town, it wouldn't be noticeable if they passed more. Not at the rate her mother was driving. Determined to get rid of her it seems. Kayla smiled. They passed the small church her parents were married in. At the corner of her eye she saw her mother smile also, her eyes watering. Soon they arrived at a familiar two-storey ranch style house painted white with black shutters. They were home.
Kayla spotted him on the porch swing, laid back and relaxed as he read book.
"Dad! Daddy!" She called, pulling up her long white hippie skirt as she ran. Her exposed belly felling a brush of cool air, dark curls were bouncing. She looked magical. As she was. Her father stood, shock evident on his face, but he wore a smile anyway. That's why she loved him so much. That's why she had to save him. Them. This town.