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Charlie started the car, putting it in reverse as her blind spot recognition beeped. Rear incoming traffic. Gasping, she put the car in brake and clutched her hand over her heart. That was a close one. It certainly would have been a collision had there not been the beeping coming from the rear backup camera. She edged out of her driveway carefully and smoothed out her long, blonde hair. She had been through several treatments to get it this smooth and silky. She smiled at reflection in the rear view mirror. Damn. Her hair really did look good today. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡdIizw2mc5q431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAPqWJcUyWc
Now on the street, Charlie passed by an elderly couple. Her neighbors. They were friendly enough and they had a beautiful golden retriever with long, flowing golden hair. Much like her own. She liked that the Petersons were friendly to her as well. It was like a breath of fresh air, talking to the both of them. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡXNQ8u0TJPq431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHQUoimVLHK
She put the window down. "Hey, Mr. Peterson." Charlie smiled. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡRyo7esUnLb431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTzXvtsDXVL
He blinked. "What do you want? Haven't you bothered us enough?" copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡduOZb6jKXL431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHcPXWN225r
"Come on, can't I just engage in a bit of friendly conversation?" copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡz5jVtV1kDm431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLpLFqyMWxe
Mr. Peterson took off his Fedora hat, showing a little thinning out. His salt and pepper hair was beginning to gray a little more. "What are you doing, Charlie?" he asked, sighing.copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Pszdxx5ZL431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6MM6FYygE2
"I was just going to work," she said. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡKlgC5Z71Ys431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ2J9iRiPvl
"Work? Since when?" he asked. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡofGn4ljPhi431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNjUkjKN4S5
"Since yesterday. Got myself a new job." She swelled her chest, puffing it up. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡnlzmKfkrNT431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNdKRisj42v
"Okay, Charlie. If you have something really relevant to say, then you should be going on now. All right? You're holding up traffic." copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4gAa79oe0u431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBzLLIMIwOQ
She then heard the series of honks, noticing a few cars behind her. Angry shouts. She waved her hand and put the car back in drive. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡiksBYMXrfl431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpKqRNjgCip
"Bye, Mr. Peterson! Have a nice day, sir. And bye bye Soph." She waved to the dog.copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡDZVQF7Wn1k431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoZVcJYsBSc
The dog was trying to get in Charlie's car. Sad eyes. Whimpering. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡtU4SDLHy5j431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrHBfGNbulN
"Come on, Soph." He tugged at the leash. "She doesn't want to pet you right now. And for the love of all things good, stop calling me Mr. Peterson." He scoffed and walked away quickly.copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7mJnyBRqWs431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJj13ruUfe
"Fine then, asshole," she said once the window was up. "Be that way. Some neighbors I have." copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡafWzLenB3s431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QrS6lSUxJ
Charlie began to drive out of the neighborhood. The idyllic homes. The perfect couples. Families. All of this behind her. She looked out of the rear mirror and saw the flash of Soph in the distance. Mr. Peterson running after her. It was for the best. All for the best. copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡkwjZGcPh1r431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK1kLxFZDY0
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"So. Miss Peterson," the lawyer said as his wire-rimmed glasses fell down to the tip of his nose. "Why is it that you want to change your name legally?" copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡJcJyURYQNH431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlDRmfLbOgy
Charlie sighed. "Because I want to. Is there a problem?" copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡXXQypYb2me431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDI1qfP7bRu
"Well," he said. "These things are complicated. You're under 18. And you're not legally emancipated from your parents, so you can't change your name unless your father agrees to it. It doesn't sound like he does."copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡ97arylSpP9431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI65WAloInX
She pursed her lips. "Mr. Peterson is not my father." copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡomePujQ5fm431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZuKv9L0Hn
The lawyer nodded. "But your dad agreed to a paternity test to prove his point. You are 99.9% related to him. So yes, he is your father." copyright protection427ＰＥＮＡＮＡZnMiBjoI1C431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7g2SzyeoMe
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This was so difficult to pull of. Like you have no idea. I probably failed at this one like I always fail at this one. The point of this exercise is to create an unreliable third person narrator. So, yeah, Charlie is constantly lying to the reader, leaving them to believe the lies at first, but we find out at the end that the neighbor is actually Charlie's dad. I don't know if anything will ever come of this exercise, but it was definitely a stretch for me. I really did enjoy writing an unreliable third person POV, it was just super hard to do. I hope you enjoyed this one! 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCiYRo2rWhM
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