THE PACT
OF
THE PACK
Epilogue
It's been said that growing up is one of the hardest parts in life. Especially for girls, everything happens so much faster for us than boys. Emotions are stronger, tempers are shorter, words are harsher, and life is more brutal. They say it's not that hard if you have really good friends to keep you sane, and I definitely have that. The bonds are indestructible, and there are no secrets in The Pack. But we'll get to that later.
The truth of the matter is, no matter how great a circle a friends you may have, nothing can fill the space where your mother is supposed to be.
My mother passed away when I was 11, and ever since then it's been me, my sister, and my dad Billy.
When she passed, my aunt Emily kind of stepped in and was there for us. If she hadn't, who knows how we would've turned out. She held us when we cried, when we had questions, when we had problems, gave us advice, took us shopping, all the things a mom would do. All the things my dad couldn't do. Not just because he's a guy, but…just because.