A story of a different kind of summer love.
Enjoy..
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I had a troubled childhood. My mom had me when she was barely 20 years old and married my dad, who wasn't much older, in a shotgun wedding. They were both too young and immature to start a family, although they both tried their best. However, their best wasn't good enough and they split up when I was just a young boy. My dad wasn't around much when I was growing up but my mom was close with his sister, Brooke, and she was around much more than my dad. I got used to Aunt Brooke being around seeing she became my mom's best friend and she would babysit me at times. I think she tried to make up for her brother being such a jerk and just about abandoning his young family. She's the only family I remember being around as I was growing
