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today.”
                  I nervously smiled, why am I smiling so much? He must think I am crazy or something, I thought to myself. Then Olivia came up and handed me her cap and gown and said, “Hurry you are next.”
                  Mason walked on the stage, then left.
                  “Okay,” I told her. Then I threw it on as fast as I could and awaited my name to be called. Principle Hall then announced, “Milly James.”
                  I walked onto the stage and seen him staring at me questionably. I just put a smirk smile on my face and took my diploma. I looked out at the audience and seen everyone’s parents were there, and their family members. I felt tears in my eyes as I did not have one family member sitting in the chairs with the rest of the family members. I looked down, and then walked off the stage.
                  My mothers’ family had not shown, because they once told me, “You look too much like your mother, and it is too painful to see you.”               My fathers’ family had not shown, because Carolyn ran them off telling my father, “She and her daughters are the only family you need.”
                 

Chapter Six
     
    The graduation ended and I stood out in the hall. Many students had passed me in a rush to get home. I noticed Carolyn in outside talking to a bunch of men wearing black suits and Bluetooth earpieces. I looked closer and seen her look back at me. I saw her mouth, “ Bye,” as she decided to come in.
                  She walked up to me and asked, “Do you still plan to go to Cumberland?”
                  I nodded and response and before she walked off, she stated, “Don’t get hurt,” with a raspy sound in her voice and a smile painted in her face. Olivia approached me and said, “Visiting hours is almost over, you need to go see your grandpa and show him your diploma.”
                  “You’re right,” I agreed while I rubbed my forehead and yawned.
                  “Getting old on me?” Olivia joked. I shrugged my shoulders and answered, “No, but someone we know is,” I answered while climbing in her truck.
                  We were a couple of blocks away, and Olivia was texting on her phone. I told her shaking, “Please do not text while driving.”
                  She laughed, “We will be fine.”
                  I used a stern voice, “We will wreck.”
                  “Oh, please!” she begged.
                  “Haven’t you ever heard of Murphy’s Law?”
                  “Yeah, I know. But have you ever heard of three quarter ton American-made steel truck with a lift kit and forty-two inch rims?”
                  I giggled at her pompous attitude of her truck, “You are pretty sure of this truck, aren’t you?”
                  She answered, “Yeah, this truck can handle anything.”
                  She continued to look at me when we hit something in the road. I remembered seeing a glimpse of dark hair and then nothing. We raced out of the truck to see what she ran over and we didn’t find anything. We looked up to see if it were a bird, and all we seen was Mason standing by her tail gate. I was about to ask if he was okay, then he disappeared too quickly.
                  “Did you just see that?” I asked Olivia, tugging on her sleeve. I looked up at her when she did not instantly respond, and saw her nodding in what seemed to be obvious shock.
                  “We better go see your grandpa, and Mason better fix my dent,” she demanded.
     
                  We quickly arrived at the retirement home and were taken into his room promptly. We entered slowly and he greeted us with, “Ahhh, Milly! How was graduation?”
                  I pulled