Now that mom is gone, Michael is all alone. George blames her for their lost. "If it wasn't for you and that stupid party, she'd be here right now. But thanks to you she is gone and she's never coming back." Michael's world changed completely after her mother's death. She is no longer hanging out with friends and she barely leaves her room. Her aunts uncles came for the funaral, but she didn't say anything to them.
"George you need to find a way to get her out of that room. This is not good- not good at all", Auntie Wilma would say.
"Look Wilma, Michael has a mind of her own. I can't tell her what to do with her life. If she wants to stay in her room locked up forever, then so it be. I'm not gonna be telling her that she needs to come out of her own room."
"Well," she sighed and continued, "if you're not gonna be taking care of her like you should, then we are taking her."
"Fine by me." Gerorge said with a grin on his face. "She doesn't listen to me anyway."
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