Mandy is a woman I am in love with. Mandy doesn't know that I have feelings for her. But I don't know if Mandy likes me back, does Mandy even have feelings for me?

When it was my first year at UND School of Law, I remember sitting in class, and I saw Mandy coming inside the classroom of a course called Torts, and Mandy was running late.

Torts (SCALE)

Is a course examines civil wrongs not arising from a breach of contract. It explores several theories for holding such wrongdoers liable - including intentional torts, negligence and strict liability - and the defenses that may be asserted in response.

Professor Raddison told Mandy to not be late for his class again, and Mandy apologized to Professor Raddison.

I was really nervous on my first day, and Mandy sighed, thanking Professor Raddison for giving Mandy a chance to go to class anyways.

I sighed.

I watched Mandy head to her seat and sat down. Well, I didn't expect to see such a beautiful woman in my life. Mandy Rose Butler, was her full name.

After class was over, I had gone to get me something to eat for lunch before my next class.

Mandy had dropped her books, and other items on the floor. Mandy sighed, moaning, and Mandy was really having trouble getting through her first day.

UND School of Law is a university in Grand Forks, North Dakota. I moved to West Fargo with Jacob after graduating.

Jacob was only fourteen when I officially became a lawyer. I am now twenty six. I passed the bar exam after my first try.

I went to three different colleges. First: I went to college at the University of Mary in Bismarck. That is where I got my bachelor's degree at twenty years old. Secondly: I went to the University of North Dakota, and got my pre law degree in Grand Forks, ND at twenty three years old. Thirdly: I went to UND School of Law, also located in Grand Forks, North Dakota and I just recently graduated.

Jacob and I had moved three different counties in the state of North Dakota only. And our last stop was West Fargo, before I officially made up my mind that this was where we will be staying.

It was hard for Jacob to move. But I had no choice if I wanted to work as a lawyer.

I guess I can say I was a genius. I then had a little bit of money saved up and had enough to move.

It wasn't easy completing my seven years of study after mom and dad left the planet.

I wanted to quit after my sophomore year at University of Bismarck. But I had other responsibilities, besides me getting through college. I had Jacob, he was always first before anything else.

Jacob will be fifteen, and I had been raising Jacob since he was only six. Jacob was just a toddler, and I was just a kid with a little bit of money. I only had one hundred dollars saved at the time Jacob was adopted. I had to begin working at this burger shop to get a head start.

I was being paid ten dollars an hour.

North Dakota was the only state I have ever lived in. My parents never really liked to move from state to state, and before I was born, my parents decided to move to North Dakota due to my mother's new job.

My mother had worked as a homicide detective. So did my father. Both my parents were homicide detectives. I wanted to be a detective but instead, I became a public defender.

I would visit the cemetery.

Jacob sometimes comes to visit our parents grave, but it bothered Jacob more than me because Jacob doesn't like cemeteries.

But it was to honor my mother and father.

That is why I visited the cemetery at least twice a month. Jacob had only come to the cemetery once. It was hard on Jacob to say goodbye to our parents.

I loved Jacob, but I can understand why he doesn't like visiting our parents graves. I don't like it sometimes either. But it was to support my parents.

I laid down some flowers on my mother's grave. I laid down some flowers for my father's grave.

I sighed.

"I wish you two were still here," I said. I was talking to my buried parents. But I know they're up in heaven with God. And I am still living on this planet trying to figure out if I could ever get though another day raising Jacob without the help of my parents.

I had to raise Jacob all on my own. It wasn't easy. It's not easy, and I would say if anyone who ever lost a family member, I am sure they would understand what it's like to raise someone themselves without the help of their parents.

I couldn't wrap my head around how this young teenager named Jason Meadow was the one whose responsible for killing my parents.

Jason was driving at a speed limit of a hundred miles per hour over fifty miles per hour.

My parents had stopped at a stop sign, and just like that they were hit by Jason. Jason had ran into my parents, and my parent's vehicle was flipped over.

I was told by the police that Jason had also been arrested for driving under the influence. It was Jason's second time going to jail, and I remember telling Jason how much pain he has caused. Not only Jason cause pain to me, but to Jacob.

It was all about my brother.

Jason was sent to jail to the max of fifteen to twenty years. I saw Jason cry in the court room, and I told Jason he doesn't feel sorry for what he did.

I had marched my way out of the courtroom, after Jason's trial. I told Jacob that we were going to be okay. I told Jacob we will manage through life together.

It took Jacob not too long to recover from the loss of our parents. But for me? It did. I was still recovering.