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Mothers and Daughters

All he could remember was the fire and the horrible smell of death that hung in the air. He blamed Spirit. Don couldn't believe that his wife star racer would just blow up, like the report said. It wasn't possible, he checked it himself, the best people in the world checked it. It couldn't be a malfunction. It had to be him. That evil creature.

Yet it was, that was the sad horrible truth. Verbally he blamed Spirit but internally he blamed himself. It was his fault, there was something he didn't check, something he didn't do, there had to be something. It was his fault he lost his one love.

He did try after the accident. However every time he looked at his daughter all he saw was his failure. His mistakes, he was the murderer.

So to save his daughter from himself and save his sanity,; he sent her away. Busy himself with work, distance himself from her, forget like she his little Eva would forget about him. On that day he swore never to take another female racer.

Now look at him.

His cold heartless eyes stared down at his prized racer. Another girl. There was something about her, something that made his heart clench and twist. Maybe it was the markings on her face. The Star and strip. It reminded him so much of his moon goddess.

Maybe she was a fan of his wife. After all she was too good at using the racer not to be. She must live and eat this sort of work. Much like his wife.

It scared him.

It was another reason why he tried to distant himself more from the girl, and show more affections towards Jordan. After all Rick was picking up his slack on the taking care of Molly department. Shuffling his feet back into the office and locking the door, Don pulled out a picture.

It was his little Eva and his moon goddess. Maybe after this was all over, he would go to visit her, see her, and tell her sorry. Yet for some reason he felt uneasy, like she wasn't safely tucked away in her school. Maybe she took on her mother habits of being reckless. Like doing something crazy right now, like racing. But….He was sure he forbid that sort of thing. Told the school that, no matter what she should not be racing.

So there was nothing to worry about.

His Eva was safe and sound doing school work and becoming a doctor or something.

"JORDAN!"

There was no way she could be like that little monster. No she would be sweet and loving, someone he could show off to his co-workers.

"IF YOU DON'T GIVE THAT TO ME RIGHT NOW SO HELP ME!"

His eyebrow twitched.

"HAHHAAA Look who is getting all upset! Hey Rick Look! She is bright pink!"

Yes, his Eva would be nothing like that little beast Molly.

"GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! I WILL CHOP YOU UP AND EAT YOU FOR DINNER!"

Would have a clean mouth, never gets angry, and never talk back to him.

"UAHAHAHA YOU CAN'T CATCH ME!"

Yes and most of all will be disciplined.

"Jordan give me back my dairy!" At that moment the two teenage racers bolted past Don's office. It took him a moment to put away the picture and unlock his door.

"JORDAN MOLLY!"

The two skidded to a spot Molly finally putting her fingers around Jordan's neck. Rick was calmly coming up the steps with a smug grin on his face.

"You two! REALLY! Molly to your training and Jordan! You will be training also. Rick please push them as far as they go, if they aren't passing out by the end of the day you didn't do your job." A slam of his office door made the punishment final.

Behind the closed door he heard the groans but couldn't help a small smile. Thinking about his near prefect daughter a thought came to him. When this race was over he would go see her. Maybe…there was hope and at least one good thing would come out of this race.