Chapter 4

#Chapter 4

Babysitter

It was early the next morning, Jackson made me dinner last night but after I ate it I just went to bed. I didn't want to face my mum after what she told me, I know it's not great to blame her for what's happened, but if she didn't do the work she does, dad would still be here. Or maybe if she was honest with him, he would have been prepared for something like this to happen.

I walk out my new bedroom heading towards the stairs, as I continue down I see someone in the kitchen. I slowly hover on the stairs to see my mum sat at the counter, she was drinking what looked like coffee reading what looked like a file. Once I reach the bottom she looks up, closing the file smiling at me. I don't send her one back but instead look to the floor.