On days when I did not have to go to the ice cream shop or visit Billy, I stayed in my room, writing.
I had never been a good writer, in fact, I had never been a writer, but I felt the urge to document my life. There was no way I could remember everything in the case that my child asked so I began writing.
'Do you have a minute?' On one of my lazy days, Alicia walked into my room.
I turned around and looked at her, Kolin was holding her leg tightly. He was learning to walk already, and he had made so much progress.
'Sure, what's up?' I asked.
She looked at Kolin and walked gingerly into the room, so he did not loosen his grip around her legs.
'Emily wants to see you.'
Since I got back home, I hadn't seen Emily. I had thought about her, and I even considered running to her house once.
