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"No!" Josie cried, turning her back towards her father.
"Josephine Renee Mitchell's, You are 17 years old, this is inappropriate!" Her equally angry father cried in frustration.
"You can't do this to me!" Josie screamed, turning around fiercely.
"I'm not doing this to you, I'm doing this for you." He sighed, tired of fighting his daughter. "Look. I love Jillian, and I want you to. I'm marrying her and that means some sacrifices."
"Yeah, like moving have across the world? What the hell is she doing for you?" Josie sobbed openly as her father crossed his arms firmly.
"That's it... I've had all I can take. You, your brother and I are moving to Australia and that is final!" Allen said firmly. "You have two weeks to say good-bye. That is final!" He cried. Staring once more at his daughter, he turned quickly and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
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