Sorry for putting up so many disclaimers. I'm also sorry for having really, really crappy titles. Please review if possible, though, so I can know that at least someone is reading, as well as so that I can back up my point of my writing being crap. Thank you.
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Seperated Even More…"Now, see, it all started back before I met your father, though it heavily involves him," stated my mom as she recited the story I had been waiting to hear. "See, at the time, I was going out with Mr. Lockhart, and I was feeling a little, I guess you could say, abused, or, more properly, ignored, since it was a little of both. He and I had just gotten into a fight earlier that morning, and after I had stormed off, I headed toward a bar in the downtown section of the town I was in. On my way, a couple of thugs pulled me into an ally and tried to rape me. I have no clue why they chose me, but I was glad at what happened next. Your father rushed down the ally, out of nowhere, and tackled down my attackers. He fought them off, and afterward invited me to join him for a drink. I accepted, and soon after we started talking about our personal life. He told me about his family, and about the reason he was down there. I told him my reason, and soon we started connecting. It was about closing time when he first kissed me, and, well after that, you were born." To me, it seemed that the story had nothing to do with this, but then she continued.
"At the same time, Mr. Lockhart was driving to the bar, to try to reason with me, and to ask me to marry him. Of course, when he reached the bar, it was just closing, and when he asked where I went, the barkeep told him that I left with a "spiky-headed guy", and that we went towards the home complex down the street. When he was nearing the room, he took out the ring he had bought for me, hoping that the man he was told about was "some homeless freak" or that the barkeep was paid to say that. Of course, that wasn't the case, and he caught us in the act. I didn't even realize he was there until he told me the next day." It was then that it made sense. Why I was forbid to ever see my true love, Tifa. Afterwards I ran back to Tifa's room, where she was brought to after the accident, and from which I was pulled from to have that talk. The rest after that is history, but I thought I ought to tell the tale that no one ever knew about.
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Yes, a very crappy ending, and a very short story, but that's that. Goodbye.