“Mommy, I can’t sleep.” Cindy said as she ran into the room and interrupted her thoughts. Cindy was only three when her Daddy died, so she doesn’t remember him as well as her brothers. Jimmy was eight and Jake was eleven.
“What’s the matter honey? Did you have a bad dream?”
“No, Mommy. I’m not tired. I think another story would make me sleepy.”
Jennifer didn’t have the strength to get up from her seat and read another story.
“I’ll read her a story, Ma.” Jennifer heard Jake say as he entered the room. “Come on Cindy, I’ll race you up to your room.” Giggles were heard as they ran up the stairs.
What wonderful timing that boy has. Jake had been such a comfort and help with his siblings since his father’s death. Jennifer was so grateful for the strength her eldest son possessed. She heard Jake’s voice as he read Cindy’s favorite princess story, complete with different voices for all the characters. What had she done in life to deserve such fine children?
It’s time to start living again. It’s not good for her children or herself to just survive the every day, especially Jake. He needed to be a teenager and she needed to be the adult.
She heard Jake’s footsteps on the stairs. “You’re a good kid, Jake.”
“No problem, Ma. I like reading to Cindy.” He said as he shrugged his shoulders. He bent over and kissed her on her cheek. Jennifer continued to stare out the window and made a promise to herself that tomorrow would be different.
Stay tuned for Part II
© Nadine Zawacki 2008