Melissa stood before me and told me how horrible her current situation was and how much she wanted a change. I stepped closer to her and slid my arms around her slender waist. We hugged each other hard, I did not want to let go.

I told her that she should come to Fairbanks and live with B and me. She could sleep on the couch for a while. I knew that if she wanted to stay longer that B and I would rent a 2-bedroom apartment, would fold her into our family. We would do anything for her.

In the laundry room I met a man and his teenage daughter. I had never seen them before, but they said that they had just moved into the apartment upstairs. I was glad that the partying girls had left.

He went upstairs and I chatted with the teenager who turned into Melissa. She was very excited to have her own apartment and to be so close to me.

I went to Kara’s wedding. Kara stood at the head of a long meeting table in an elaborate purple and white gown. She held out her guestbook made of cake and frosting, and asked KatiAnn and me to bring it to the kitchen downstairs.

I took it to a corner of the room and waited for Melissa to arrive at the wedding. She needed to sign the guestbook cake before I put it away.

I waited and waited but she still didn’t show, so I went to get her. In her bedroom, the room we shared, I saw she was still in bed. Closer I could see four feet under the covers, hers between two male feet. I pulled at her feet and she rolled over off of the man.

He was much, much older than her. I chided her for being late to the wedding and for being with this older man. She seemed happy with him, and I knew she would not be staying wtih B and I.

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