"Why are we living in Aunt Sophia's house when our house is so big!" Ariel asked Marissa the same question that had been on their innocent minds for quite some time.
Poor Marissa was getting panic attacks by thinking how they would react to the news that their father was back.
Three pairs of innocent eyes were looking at her, waiting for her to speak. In the last year, they had gotten over the fact that they were again without a father.
Sophia had already warned her that they would need therapies to accept the truth.
I think we all need therapy to forget this rough patch of our lives. She thought with a sigh.
"Sweethearts!" Marissa swallowed hard while trying to smile, "How will you all react… I mean what will you do… if … by any chance…" she paused and chuckled nervously.
"Whatever it is. Say it, mommy!" Alex told her with that serious face that lost its glow when they lost Rafael last year.
