So, it's been awhile, and has not exactly been 10 reviews, but here it is, the next part of Breaking Pieces of a Real Heart!
We had moved seven times since my parents split when I was eight. My mother claimed it was for the job, but I think she was trying to run. Run away from anything and everything that reminded her of the elusive, the heartbreaker, Mr. Nick McLean. We've been everywhere from L.A. to New York and she seems to find something that reminds her of him in every place. You'd never notice the breaking pieces of a real heart underneath the cut-throat, hard-ass prosecutor mask, but they were there, I'd bet you anything.
This time, we were off to Woodbridge, Virginia, 20 miles outside D.C. and the future home of Heather and Eliya Kevins. Needless to say, I was pissed about the move, but I got over it. Or so my mother thought. It was always the same. "I promise we're here to stay." then 6-8 months later, our life is in boxes in the back of the suburban and we were on to the next "undiscovered adventure". These "adventures" were quickly becoming predictable if you asked me. Luckily, mym mom timed this one just right. Moving from South Carolina to Virginia presented an almost imperceptible change in temperature and scenery. The suburbs were still white picket fences and the grocery stores were still Kroger. The only thing that changed was the state name on our driver's licenses.
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