When’s the tour, kid? Grey’s pregnant
Carey Jean:
I KNOW!!!! It starts in ONE MONTH! I’ve arranged to fly to London, and from there, we’d take the train!!! They have lovely trains!! SUPER FAST!! Management’s FURIOUS at the expenses, but I LOOOOOVE IT
Remo:
We’re down. You’re not paying for us, though. Send me the bill. Tara’s joining our trip.
Carey Jean:
YAY
“We don’t have any vacations planned,” Charles reminds me. Carey Jean has filed the documents required to show she’s better off emancipated. The court process takes almost six months. In the meantime, she’s working day and night, obliging her contracts.
Her mom’s desperate, leaking lies to the press that Carey debunks through her social media. Ever since she was abruptly fired from her job, people have taken to following her accounts to find out what happened.
Carey has decided what she wants to share with the world, and she tells her story in her own words through her accounts.
I’ve managed to keep her name out of the media’s mouth regarding Hugh Abbott’s case. Other families are coming forward with the abuse they’ve suffered. I see it in the agencies’ files because they have decided to keep a low profile on the case.
The people who miss Hugh’s services surely ask where the fuck he’s at. But those are the ones who ask for inappropriate services that include minors. They won’t go to the feds to ask where the man’s at.
Hugh Abbott’s considered a wanted man, but we know he’s dead. The Katantians took care of it.
Carey Jean is about to emancipate herself, and we’ll be there every step of the way.
“I know we haven’t planned a vacation. Better plan one now.”
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