What I thought was paradise, everything was going great..boy I was wrong. My Pa lost his job and we are slowly but surely getting worse. Ma is getting sick from the black dust, and I might take over. Pa is putting on a brave face, but it's a front. My little brothers have only me to lean on, Pa is out most of the day working and we work dawn to dusk..he works longer. He comes in red eyed, and we don't dare say a word. I not sure if I want to take over, but I don't have a choice if Mom get worse.
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