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Life with the Mask
Prologue
Life was supposed to be simple. I was suppose to go to collage, get a master degree in history, get a job at the Museum of History, find the perfect man, have two wonderful children and live happily ever after. Unfortunately, life has a way of taking a hard left turn when you want to go right.
My name is Evelyn, a now single mother of two children. We live in a three bedroom house that stands two stories high, located in a suburban neighborhood next to the city. All houses in this area look alike; the only difference is the color.
If you look at me you would see an average model citizen. I'm 30 years old with an average build. I have chocolate brown colored skin and eyes. My black hair reaches just to my shoulders. I have no rebellious attitude, which seems to surprise people because I'm black. Fortunately racism isn't a big deal in Edge City.
Jeffery, my ex-husband, was what started the downward spiral of my life. Fourteen years of marriage down the drain all because he couldn't keep it in his pants. I couldn't believe it when I found him with some random woman in OUR bed. Needless to say I was pissed. I divorced him a year ago and haven't seen him since.
My kids are about as far different from me as they are from each other. My nine year old son, Jason, is the definition of a hyperactive child on a sager high. He loves watching cartoons, so much to the point that I lost track of all the different types.
My daughter Melissa on the other hand, is a Goth. I never really understood the whole idea of gothic people. Jessica has always been against my idea of a quite life and hates that I work at a museum. She is at that age of rebellion, 14 and I can't stand it. She says that she hates all the different colors and cultures in the museum, says that they are all "useless in the eyes of death". Creepy if you ask me.
When we move to Edge City I had hoped to have a normal quiet life, even after I left my ex-husband, but it all changed the day I meet that old man while leaving work….
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