Diane took a different way home - she liked to explore. She wanted to learn the area. And even though it was a school night and she really should have had her kids to bed a couple of hours earlier, she decided it was okay to take a little longer getting home. With the soft humming of the tires on the highway, and the music playing, she noticed all three of her children had soon fallen asleep. It was peaceful. She sang along with her music. She told herself that her children were happy. And for a split second Diane allowed herself to feel happy too. As she drove down the highway, Diane thought about the big house that she would soon be able to afford for her children. She had no idea that within just a few miles all of her hopes and dreams, and her children, would be forever stripped away.
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Diane Downs
Brenda Irish Heintzelman
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