Mom is gone, now.

Allison is hidden under the bed as the police take away her mom, and

Allison got out from under the bed as her husband pulled her.

Brock, Her husband, first & foremost, checked on the baby.

He felt her belly feel a kick.

The baby kicked instinctively, so he listened to it.

He didn't hear much but some cries in the womb.

Brock says: "I heard the baby cry."🤣 In happy tears that the baby is okay.

Allison angrily yells: "She made her cry before she was born."🤬

Brock hugged the belly, then kissed his wife, saying, "Rest now, babe. She's gone."🥰

Allison says 🥵"Listen, I can't handle this. I'm pregnant; the baby isn't old enough to handle my stress."😡

Brock knelt & looks under her dress for signs of miscarriage; since no blood was forming, he was relieved.

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He looks up at her & says 😘"The baby is okay."😅

Brock hugs his wife & put her to bed gently.

Brock went to the kitchen & got his Home Phone & called Police & asked them, "How do you install a camera & security system?"😥

An hour later, after the call.

Brock is installing the system that his father-in-law, Rock, brought over.

Allison is complaining to her father, Rock, "When parents hate each other, they take it out on the kids. Children suffer when parents hate each other because they see the kids as the other partner; they neglect to see how these kids are just their people."😓

Allison sobs as Brock continues trying to protect his family with the cameras & security.

Brock thinks, "I won't do that to my baby."😣

Allison tells Brock 😓"If you leave, I'll never hurt our baby. You may dump us, but I want my daughter to know I'm in it for the long haul!"😫

Brock says, "I'll be there for the child, too! You ain't the only one in this!"🥰

Allison says, "I hated growing up mixed. White people hated you. Black people hated you because of your light skin & white side. All they see is skin color—all of them. Only Mexicans liked me. Then some hated me for being part Gringa AKA White or part Black. I hated being mixed so much. I tried to start this mixed kids' pride parade for the mixed kids to come together, but no one cared. It was just us against America. We didn't have to be sure to be accepted; we were anything. Chinese, Black, Mexican, Japan, all in one body."😫

Brock says, "Mexicans accepted you?"😏

Allison says, "They saw me as their people."🤗

Brock asks "Why?"🤩

Allison says, "My mom is half-Mexican."😌

Allison's father, Rock, is comforting Allison as they are currently in the living room while she sits on the couch with Brock on a ladder & Allison's father, Rock, next to her.

Allison says, "I hate being light-skinned since I feel like the black community sees you as garbage. I was happy not to be white when I met my husband because the black community would rip into me as Aunt Sarah did, I mean, she's half-black too, but instead of white, it was Chinese, so she said that because I was part White-Spanard that I was trash & that I wanted Brock's money so I cut myself."😭

Brock asks 😡😳"What do you mean you cut yourself?!"😨😢

Allison says 🤧"I cut myself before we got married."😢

BROCK YELLS, "NO WAY ARE YOU DOING THAT AGAIN! IF YOU KEEP IT UP, I'LL SELL ALL THE KNIVES!"

Allison stopped. She last did it one year ago. She started five years ago & stopped a year ago.

After 6 hours, Allison was in bed sleeping.

Brock had finished the security system & cameras.

Allison did allow him to put them in the bathrooms & bedrooms.

Rock asked him to, even though Brock felt it was useless.

Allison let him in case her mother killed her in one of those bathrooms, so the police knew her mother did it.

Brock sat down & drank Coffee, a knock came on his door.

He did not answer it & instead called 911 in case it was her mother.

The woman who knocked left immediately.

Brock asks himself, "What if it was her mother?" In deep concern for the life of his wife & unborn baby.

After a month, Brock was in bed, cuddling his wife.

Brock loved to feel the baby kick on his stomach when the baby kicked their mother.

Brock gently inched toward the belly so that the stomach & his got closer, even though they were already touching.

Brock kissed his wife passionately, saying, "Okay..." Then he says, "I need to go & poo."

His wife giggled as he got up, only to hear a loud bang on the door.

Brock held his dump & went to answer the door.

At the door was Allison's biological mother, who was wearing What was once a t-shirt, now a gross, tattered home to lice and dirt, hanging from one of her shoulders like a discarded old towel.

The bottoms are worn and tattered, and a massive hole in the front exposes much of her to the elements.

She's wearing a worn-out hoody over her t-shirt. It's in relatively good condition apart from the holes, but at least it helps her stay warm, even if only for a little.

Her pants have seen better times as well. There are holes all over the right side, and what's left is covered in stains. But at least she has shoes to protect her feet. However, they're ragged, barely the right size; a hole in the left toebox lets in water and dirt.

She wears a bandana around her neck and has it wrapped around her face to just below the nose. It's old and ragged but relatively clean.

A beanie covers her head, there's a hole in the top, but that's its only flaw.

Allison had fallen asleep.

Brock says, "Aren't you..." Brock paused in disbelief.

Brock continues, "You're her mother."😱 This was horror & fury.

Yesterday, Rock showed him a photo of Allison's mother in the present day to reaffirm that it was Allison's mother because he wasn't sure since her breaking in & knocking on the door was the first time they ever met.

Molly, Allison's biological mother, says, "I'm sorry."

The way Molly's face looked was super innocent; it looked as if A rain of stars and what sounded like angelic singing marked the coming of an angel. As if conjured from thin air, it was like a mighty being with eyes of white fire standing in front of you. They stare at you momentarily, and your entire being feels warm and tired.

Her lie was like Bright wings like cotton that attract insects and other animals. The slim body of the lie known as her sweet face glides off into the metaphorical distance with a solemn determination as if it is clad in hanging, white cloth.

Then, suddenly, The face began to seem to hold a sword in one hand; her face made you mesmerized by it and what her purpose may be.

Brock looks away, then back at her face again; a hint of anger is visible in her eyes. Her face turns its gaze toward an unknown distance before her angry facial expression disperses into the strange darkness known as her soul.

Brock asks "Are you... Okay?" In concern for his wife & her baby & anger.

Brock has yet to learn why he asked Molly those questions; it made no sense.

He seemed perplexed; the words just glided out of his mouth; her facial expressions as so innocent it shocked him into asking, especially when paired with her awful attire.

He felt little sympathy for her, but he still felt the need to ask.

Molly Raising her left hand with the left-hand palm towards the ground, three left-hand fingers fully stretched, one left-hand finger half clenched, and one left-hand thumb fully clenched is a gesture that conveys the equivalent of "you win, I give up."

Molly pushed past him & walks inside, saying, "I'm sorry to Allison only."

Brock is offended.

Molly began Holding her left hand, with the left-hand palm towards the ground, the left hand four fingers crossed and the last left-hand finger fully clenched, against her right hand with the right-hand palm towards her face, right-hand thumb, and one right-hand finger forming a circle, two right-hand fingers half clenched. One right-hand finger fully stretched is a gesture that conveys that She's sorry.

Allison woke up & had decided to treat herself by dressing in her elegant dress that her husband loved.

The dress barely covers her shoulders with two spaghetti straps and flows into an elegant square neckline. It's a relaxed fit that removes the focus from her breasts without making them look sloppy.

Her arms have been covered thoroughly, and the sleeves start loose and tighten towards the bottom, where they wrap gracefully around her wrists.

The dress' waist is thin, but it's a slim fit. It's left simple, elegant, and undecorated, creating a look that flows from top to bottom.

Below the waist, the dress fits snugly around her and has a mermaid style, and the dress reaches down, almost covering her feet, and is the same length all around.

She's wearing scarping; they're simple but radiate grace and refinement. To top it all off, she's wearing a small, elegant hat and several gilded bracelets.

She wore it into the living room & saw her mother, but...

Didn't recognize her.

Allison asks her husband, Brock, "Honey, who's this?" In a pleasant voice, expecting no harm as she had no idea who this woman at the door was.

To be continued.