, we lived in a village and we were rogues, but unlike the rogues that would usually pillage and kill, we helped people. My mother came from a
y daughter, she would be around the same age as the little girl was. Everyday I prayed to the goddess to keep my children safe until I could get them back. Now that I was back in Delmore I was going to start my search, it shouldn't be that hard, Yara isn't known to keep a low profile. "Mummy, you have some new emails." Xavier tells me, dragging me out of my thoughts. "Xavier, what have I told you about going on mummy's computer." I glare at him. "I'm sorry mummy, I just wanted to see if Ian had sent any emails, he said he would." He says and I immediately feel bad. Ian was our neighbour back in Denver, he was this older gentleman, he helped me with the kids whenever I needed help and he didn't ask for anything in return. The kids loved him and that was the hardest part about leaving. "I miss him too bubba, I'm sure he'll send the email soon and if he doesn't then we'll just call him alright." I tell him and that brings a smile to my face. "Whoa, mom, this man is offering you a hundred million dollars. It says that he's really sick and no one has been able to figure out what's wrong with him. He is offering to pay you 100 million dollars to treat him." Clayton says. When exactly did he leave the sofa and get over here. "Clayton." I scold him. "Sorry mum." He says but from the smirk on his face, I can tell that he isn't sorry at all. Clayton just can't stay away from any device. I don't even bother to read the email, I just close my laptop and face my children. "You're not going to take the job?" Xavier asks me. "Yeah mummy, that's a lot of money." Clayton adds. "Now what do I always tell the both of you?" I ask them. "Money isn't everything." The both say at the same time. "Exactly, now go wash up for dinner, we don't have any groceries yet so
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