Mrs. Sanders waved the last goodbye to her husband as he backed out of the driveway. When her husband was out of sight she rushed to the kitchen and saw her children seated eating their breakfast in silence. Mrs. Sanders went into the closet that hid the luggage. She pulled them into the kitchen area that Taylor and Drake sat in.
"What are those for, Mommy?" Drake asked and hopped off of the seat to examine the green one.
"They're luggage. What would we use luggage for, Mom?" Taylor asked and sipped from her cup of milk.
"We are moving." Was all Mrs. Sanders said and gracefully walked to the sink to wash the dishes. Drake smiled at the news as Taylor was still extremely confused.
"What do you mean move? Does- does dad know?" Taylor asked frightened. Why would they move? They had everything needed right here in France. Taylor thought it was peculiar.
"It- its not safe here. We have to get away from your father." Mrs. Sanders replied and picked up the plates and cups from the table to the sink. She washed it t'ill it was squeaky clean. They just had to move. Drake could be next and Mrs. Sanders wouldn't allow it.
"So... we are just running from the monster we call Dad?" Taylor asked with anger. How could they run? Their mother always told them to face and conquer your fears NEVER run! Taylor sighed in defeat as she was reminded of what her mother had been through when she looked into her green eyes identical to her's. Their mother's eyes held much more pain than Taylor could stand. She walked over to Drake and held his hand in her's.
"What are we waiting for then?" Taylor asked and took the handle of the luggage in her grip. Mrs. Sanders eyes glistened in tears of joy that babies would be able to have a second chance of a normal life.
"Okay, let me get my purse." Mrs. Sanders said and went to the master bedroom. She grabbed her luggage that she packed earlier that morning along with her purse. She loved her husband, but now that he was a changed man, she couldn't even respect him anymore. Why should she? He deserved NO respect & NO family.
"Momma! Momma! I can't forget George!" Drake exclaimed and ran into his room. He returned to the front door with his stuffed Octopus. Mrs. Sanders took hold of her son's hand and led him to the car. She buckled him up and Taylor put her belongings in the trunk. Mrs. Sanders put up her's and Drake's stuff in the trunk and locked the door.
"Where are we going, Mom?" Taylor asked as she untangled her earphones.
"We are going to get out of this country." Mrs. Sanders said sternly and drove to the nearest airport.
The vroom of the plane was enough to force the mother and her son into a soundless sleep. Taylor stayed wide away with her earphones in her ears. She was also exhausted, but the sudden feeling that her father will find them kept her up. She twirled her pony tail with her fingers. She usually did that when she was nervous or EXTREMELY bored. Clouds were surrounding their plane and Taylor just wished she could be a cloud. The simple life of just changing. She wanted to work in engineering in her future. She wanted to create a change for life. Not exactly turning from air to water, but still good. Taylor soon let the sleepiness take over.
"Welcome to Kentucky, hope you enjoy your visit." The lady said as the family left the airport. They finally arrived and had their luggages ready.
"Mom?" Taylor asked while playing with grass in her hands. The family were sitting in the parking lot below a tree.
"Mmhm," Mrs. Sanders mumbled as she was fiddling with her phone trying to contact her half sister.
"Who are we waiting for again?"
"My half sister, Patricia. We grew up together, but when I married your father we seperated. She promised that at any moment or place she would be there. Your father never really paid attention to my sister, he thought she was another friend so I think we are safe and good here in Kentucky." She replied to her daughter and a silver car parked infront of them. A chunky lady about the age of Mrs. Sanders came out of the car. She had beautiful wavy brown hair and green eyes. She started to scream and ran to Mrs. Sanders.
"Cherry!!!!!!" She wailed loudly as she wrapped her arms around her sister.
"Patty!!!!" Mrs. Sanders wailed back with a smile and gleamful teary eyes. "Its been too long."
"Charlotte Sanders!" Patrica scolded because she too was about to cry. "Don't cry now, you just got here. Come on lets get y'all to the house." Mrs. Sanders nodded in agreement and put her children's luggage into the trunk of car along with.
"This is Aunt Pat," Mrs. Sanders said to her kids as they were going to get in to the car."Patty, You know Taylor she was about one when you saw her at the w-wedding. The new one is Drake." Mrs. Sanders said with a smile and pride.
"Drake like named after..." Patty whispered softly as the kids hopped in. Mrs. Sanders sighed and closed the car door and turned to sister.
"Yes, like Drake."She replied lowly and walked around the car to the passenger seat. Patty hopped in the driver seat and drove off. She clasped hands with her sister knowing something was really bad, she knew she was going to know soon.
"Its not much, but it is home." Patty said as she was driving.
"Aunt Pat," Drake said softly as he was playing with toy truck. "Do you have pets?"
"Yes, I got a cat, her name is Tulip. You will love her." She said loudly. "I think you kids, will enjoy going to school here. They have friendly kids." She said happily and pulled into her driveway. She parked next to her Fiancé's car and plucked her seat belt off. "Hope y'all are ready! I'm so excited!!" Pat screamed in excitement and hopped out of the car.
"Is she always like this?" Taylor asked quietly to her mom. Mrs. Sanders sighed and nodded with a small smile.
"She is ,but she is a wonderful person, Taylor." The mother said and got out of the car swiftly. Taylor and Drake followed and got out of the car. The house was a one story brick home with several flowers and bushes in the front. Taylor went around to the trunk and got her luggage.
"Where now?" Taylor asked hesitantly when they entered the beautiful home.
"How can I forget! I'll show you to your rooms. Cherry, you can help yourself in the kitchen." Patty said and walked down the halls. Drake shrugged and followed his aunt. Taylor was cautious, but followed. Patty went down a hall towards the right and opened the first door on the left. The room was decorated with airplanes all around the room. "This is Drake's room," Patty said slowly as she soaked in Drake's reaction. Drake's eyes popped out and his jaw dropped. He ran into the room with his Octopus in his arms.
"Do you like it, George?" The boy asked his stuffed friend. He used his fingers to nod the Octopus' head. He yelped and jumped upon the bed. He sighed in content and smiled happily.
"Do you like it?" Patty asked with a grin on her face. Drake hopped off the bed and hugged his aunt tightly.
"I love it." Drake mumbled into her jeans. Pat hugged him back and let the six year old unpack his clothes and toys. She took Taylor's hand and led her to her room that was right beside Drake's. Patty opened the door to a large room with a large bed with white covers that have purple zebra stripes. The curtains were also purple and the carpet was a soft milky white.
"It's not much,but I hope you like it. I also got you a new iPad mini. Just a present for the last 14 birthdays. Your going to need to share a bathroom with your brother. It's right through that door. It is connected to your brother's." Patty explained with a small smile. She knew it was going to be hard to get on Taylor's good side because she was VERY quiet in the car and now.
"Thanks," Taylor mumbled with a forced smile. "It's wonderful." She said and hugged her aunt tightly. Taylor was thankful for Aunt Pat because she was going to be able to start fresh. Pat hugged back and soon let go to help her Fiancé with dinner.
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