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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. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAcuq9ZhBXOP
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. 888Please respect copyright.PENANALVi3HuWsd3
She put the window down. "Hey, Mr. Peterson." Charlie smiled. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAZtPvarEJGt
He blinked. "What do you want? Haven't you bothered us enough?" 888Please respect copyright.PENANAVsxUpRcFDb
"Come on, can't I just engage in a bit of friendly conversation?" 888Please respect copyright.PENANAAFXOv8rfoP
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.888Please respect copyright.PENANAWZ3EATtRKt
"I was just going to work," she said. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAncQloaXmDC
"Work? Since when?" he asked. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAbn7rt63FO1
"Since yesterday. Got myself a new job." She swelled her chest, puffing it up. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAO0MeE1RUto
"Okay, Charlie. If you have something really relevant to say, then you should be going on now. All right? You're holding up traffic." 888Please respect copyright.PENANAn4cgA4sUc6
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. 888Please respect copyright.PENANAsWWfekD5ce
"Bye, Mr. Peterson! Have a nice day, sir. And bye bye Soph." She waved to the dog.888Please respect copyright.PENANAaq3GiC00dk
The dog was trying to get in Charlie's car. Sad eyes. Whimpering. 888Please respect copyright.PENANARmKufiMhPY
"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.888Please respect copyright.PENANAi8BmNhhxWX
"Fine then, asshole," she said once the window was up. "Be that way. Some neighbors I have." 888Please respect copyright.PENANArWw5jP9wpr
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. 888Please respect copyright.PENANA8EvncxIBGs
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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?" 888Please respect copyright.PENANA51sCGDyuKN
Charlie sighed. "Because I want to. Is there a problem?" 888Please respect copyright.PENANAbP64ICE4Vz
"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."888Please respect copyright.PENANAosrC84TELn
She pursed her lips. "Mr. Peterson is not my father." 888Please respect copyright.PENANApyq1GPaMBe
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." 888Please respect copyright.PENANAJPWTwzD0AT
Why didn't anyone understand that she was not his daughter? How long would it take to prove this?888Please respect copyright.PENANACOPORueWdN
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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! 888Please respect copyright.PENANA0DfmVV874U
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