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"Wow it smells wonderful in here" said Jane as she set her keys and purse down, she walked into the kitchen to see her daughter Astrid. She looked over Astrid's shoulder "Chicken and noodles sounds good to me. How as your day Astrid?" she asked.

Astrid sighed "Alright I guess..." as she kept stirring the food.

"Oh no... Honey don't tell me you got in another fight, I can't afford to get another set of parents off my back again" Jane said as she slumped down into one of the kitchen chairs.

"I'm sorry mom but the guy challenged me, I couldn't just back down" she sighed as she took the pot off the burner.

"Your too much like your father sometimes" whispered Jane to herself, so Astrid wouldn't hear.

Astrid spooned some food into a bowl and set it down in front of her mother "If I knew who my father was I could maybe avoid acting like him" she said "I'm going to my room" she turned to left out of the kitchen.

Jane sighed how she wished Astrid could know her father she was sure he would be elated to know that they had a child, but the consequences of the government or worse finding out who Astrid's father was too great of a chance. "Honey I wish you could know your father" she said under her breath as she began to eat her food.