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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="dc78639ddc67d712af9b7ddd8ba1f993"She didn't know how much time she had until he finished his shower. Zoey needed to use that time to quickly search library. Today might be her last chance to search uninterrupted. Her mother had made it perfectly clear, she wasn't suppose to return to their family's mansion for any reason. At the time, she'd been to exiected about returning to Paris to question her mother why. The mansion had been her home for over half of her life. Telling her to stay away was like asking her to never speak to her bother again. Both were to important to her to ever forget or give up on./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="beafb3145f0b35714dd64410548b86a7"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Zoey once again found herself alone. Father had called Avery away to finish packing. As if news of her parnets' divocre and moving out of her childhood home wasn't bad enough, mother had delivered worst news. Father would be leaving the following morning for an extended work trip and Avery had chosen to acompany him. Legally, Avery was an adult and could make his own desicions, not matter how much mother and Zoey wanted him to stay with them. To top it off, Zoey didn't get a chose. Yes she was old enough to decided on her own. Since father's work required him to consistly travel and Avery would be with him, there would be no adults to take care of Zoey. Mother's job was taking them to Germany for several years. /em/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="beafb3145f0b35714dd64410548b86a7"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Zoey once again found herself alone. Father had called Avery away to finish packing. As if news of her parnets' divocre and moving out of her childhood home wasn't bad enough, mother had delivered worst news. Father would be leaving the following morning for an extended work trip and Avery had chosen to acompany him. Legally, Avery was an adult and could make his own desicions, not matter how much mother and Zoey wanted him to stay with them. To top it off, Zoey didn't get a chose. Yes she was old enough to decided on her own. Since father's work required him to consistly travel and Avery would be with him, there would be no adults to take care of Zoey. Mother's job was taking them to Germany for several years. /em/p
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