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I'm sure my mom will wanna say hi." Bryce opened the door more and moved to the side.

Valerie nodded, still smiling. "Thank you." She then walked passed him to the kitchen; Bryce followed close behind her.

"Hey mom. Our new, next door neighbor is here to say hello." He announced, standing beside the woman.

His mom turned around from the stove with a smile. "Hi. Welcome to..." Angela's smile immediately faded. "What the hell are you doing here...?"

A surprised expression also appeared on Valerie's face. "Angela...?" Then all of a sudden, she turned to Bryce. "Then you're..." Her eyes filled with water as her voice shook. "Bryce..."

He hesitantly glanced at his mother before looking back at the woman. "How do you know my name...?"

"I'm your aunt." A tear fell down the left side of Valerie's cheek.

Bryce thought for a moment. "Aunt Vee?"

"You remember me?" Her face and voice grew hopeful.

"Yeah, I do... Though my memory is a bit foggy. Sorry." He scratched the side of his head.

She quickly shook her head. "It's okay, honey. I --"

"He is not your 'honey'!" Bryce's mom stepped directly in front of him, separating the two. "How did you find us? Did you follow us all the way from Masville or something?"

"...No. I had no idea you even lived in Florida." Valerie looked straight at the other woman, her eyes shifting to Bryce.

Angela studied her for a short while. "...I guess it doesn't matter. But if you don't mind, I'd like you to get the hell out of my home - now. You're not going to try him steal him away again." Her voice had a hard edge to it as she glared at the other woman.

Valerie was silent for a few seconds. "It was good to see you again, Bryce." She smiled at him sadly, then turned and left.

"What was that about, mom?" He asked her, confused.

She faced him, her expression angry. "Nothing. All you need to know is that you need to stay away from that woman."

"But that was Aunt Valerie, wasn't it? I do sorta remember her. Why all the hostility?" He tilted his head to the side. "And this business about stealing me away again?"

"It doesn't matter --"

"Mom. If you want me to stay away from her, then just tell me what's going on." His tone was raised in exasperation.

Angela's mouth opened and closed as she went to argue. "Fine." She sighed. "As you know, your real mother died soon after giving birth to you. Your father -- my brother remarried a couple years later and raised you with your mother -- Valerie's sister." Bryce's mother paused. "But your mom was insistent about moving to a big city and dragged your dad and you to New York where he was robbed and murdered, not even two months later." Her voice shook. "Our side of the family blamed her for his death. But even so, you continued to stay with your mother on the condition she move back to Masville." She shook her head with a humorless laugh. "Little did we know that she ran away with some lowlife and left you in Valerie's care for two years, almost until you were five?"

Bryce mouth opened. "Wait. So I stayed with Aunt Valerie for two years?"

"Yes. I and the other members of our family would visit periodically, and every time we did your mom was supposedly out on an 'errand.'" Angela's eyes were glazed over, remembering the events. "We became suspicious and pressured Valerie for the truth and she confessed. It was then I knew that I shouldn't have left you with those people and fought for custody, and won. Your aunt challenged the ruling for, I don't know how long..." She stepped closer and put her hand on his cheek, fixing him with a loving expression. "But I won in the end. And I'm glad I did, because you are the best thing that ever happened to me. And I refuse to lose you. So do you understand now?"

Bryce watched her back for a bit before nodding slowly. "I... understand."

She smiled and stood on her tippy-toes to kiss his forehead. "Thank you, sweetheart." Angela moved away and started for the stove one more time, smiling. "Now! Let's have lunch."

Chapter 2 --

The situation with Bryce's aunt, Valerie plagued his