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Hot salty tears rolled down Nora’s cheeks as she drove back to Flo’s house to pick up the kids. “I can’t do this forever,” Nora continued to say to herself. Just the thought of being constantly wondering what year she would be put into put shivers up her spine. Nora was determined to find her niche. She would get it right this time. She would keep Jim from cheating and then her life would end up perfect. She would die happy and it would be permanent. No third time around, no sir. Nora was furious, what kind of man was Scott? Was he punishing Nora for something? She didn’t deserve to be forever searching for that one aspect in her elaborate life that ‘went wrong’. She wished she never had spoken to Scott. No, that was a lie. Once another ‘switch’ would have happened again she would’ve lost her mind. At least now she knew it was coming. Why did she have to wait to die to switch? Once she got something wrong in her life, couldn’t she be notified right away? Then she could fix it immediately the next time? Maybe Scott was wrong? That was unlikely, he was pretty sure of himself. He was damn sure of himself, acting as if it was her fault she was in the dark! What a truly rude person Scott was. She had never hated someone in her whole life, or was it lives? Oh God, Nora thought to herself.

“What’s wrong, mommy?” Sydney asked as she was buckled into her car seat.
“Nothing, sweetie,” Nora smiled forcefully and she rubbed her chapped cheeks with the back of her hand.
Flo walked up behind Nora as she buckled in the rest of the kids. She put a light hand on Nora’s shoulder.
“Do you need to talk about anything, Nora?” Flo asked sincerely.
“No,” Nora said with her back facing Flo.
“You sure? I teach a class down at the community center about expressing feelings.”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“I don’t think you are, Nora, maybe you should have Jim come and get the kids, you’re not well.”
Nora flung her body around to face Flo. “Listen here, Flo. I have no interest in talking to you. You should be grateful that I left my kids with you. You are selfish, drug addict bitch that needs to get her life in check. You make me laugh! Maybe you should do some talking in your class!” Nora threw $30 at Flo for the babysitting job, “yeah get used to getting money thrown at you, you prostitute!”
Nora would never forget the look on Flo’s face as she reversed out of her driveway. If this ‘life’ didn’t even matter then why have any contempt for people’s feelings?
“Mommy?” Lucas asked, “why did you yell at Aunt Flo?”
“Aunt Flo is bad person, you just trust me, I can tell the future.”

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