"Mum, why can't I have a big party soon?" Dream questioned Fay, as they lay snuggled in bed.
Fay sighed, and closed the book she was reading her daughter. Turning her face to her, she smiled, and pushed a strand of hair blocking her face to the side.
"We always had parties in our other home, didn't we?"
"But it was just you, and me. The nanny too. If grandpa was around, he'd join, and make us four. That's not the kind of party I'm talking about." She pouted.
Fay stared at her adorable child with love in her eyes. She had taken a few days off work to ensure she was fine, after her discharge from the hospital.
The girl clearly had long forgotten she almost gave everyone a heart attack. Now, she was moving on to parties.
Fay found her curiosity interesting. At least, she wasn't asking about her father anymore.
"Your fourth birthday is coming up in two weeks. Do you want a big party for that?"
