chapter 3: a good(ish) moment

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"CASSIE!!! STOP IT!!!!" "WHY DOES IT TICKLE OR SOMETHING?!??" " NO!!!" "You are such a bad liar. Hahahah!!!! I SHALL NEVER STOP TICKLING YOU!!! MWAHAHAHAH---" "CHILDREN!!! We are in PUBLIC!!! This is no time or place for your shanigans!!!" "Sorry Ms Carmen" we said in unison. "We were only having a little fun. Is that a bad thing Ms moldy gaga??" Isaac muttered to where only I could here him. I elbowed his upper arm to remind him that it's different this time than it was last time and gave him a glare as if to say "respect her. This is the first one to give us a second chance." He responded by muttering a tinsy "sorry" that you could only hear if you were right next to him. While we were busy with that, we didn't realize that Ms Carmen was on the next isle of Target in the cat food section. Last time we begged her, with no success, to get a cat toy for Malachi. But this time was much different. We didn't even ask her this time. We didn't have to. Isaac stopped by the toys and slightly said he liked one when she gave a small smile and placed it in the basket. Needless to say, he literally jumped for joy and her smile vanished into a stern look and he stopped.

We sat in the back seat of her pink beetle bug car telling jokes and basically having one of the happiest moments since that one day in June eight years ago. We had froot loops and new clothes in the back seat and I thought for a moment that this life might actually be slightly live-able. I was wrong.

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