Lydia Diaz was one of the sweetest girls you'd meet. and one of the happiest.
But, trauma changes people. trauma changes everyone.
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Today's the annual toy drive at the firehouse. Me, Isabelle, Miles, and Julian volunteered to help with the food, so that's what we're doing.
"That's too much sugar, Julian!" Miles says. "It says 3/4 of a cup!" Julian says. "That's a whole cup!" Miles argues. I scoff, walking over and taking the cup from Julian. I dump some of it out, evening it out before handing it back to Julian.
"See! 3/4!" Miles says. Julian rolls his eyes. They are making cookies and Me and Isabelle are making cake pops. "Which mix do you want to use?" I ask. "Chocolate's fine." Isabelle says. "Alright." I say, pouring the mix into a bowl.
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"Cake pops are done!" I yell. "Cookies are burnt." Miles says, putting the pan on the counter. "What?!" I ask. "We don't have time to make another batch." I say. "We have cake pops.." Julian says. "There's supposed to be cake pops and cookies." I say with a frown. "It's okay. We can just do cake pops. It will be fine." Isabelle says.
"It smells like someone almost started a fire over here." Buck says as he walks over. "Because those two almost did." I say. "At least they didn't. I have before." Buck says, shrugging his shoulders. "We don't have enough cake pops for everyone." I say with a panicked tone.
"It's alright. We can keep them for us. Hen brought like two whole bags of candy. We can treat it like a Halloween thing." Buck says. I nod my head. "See, everything's just fine." Julian says. "No need to get worked up on us." Julian adds.
I hear kids downstairs and I walk away, going downstairs to see if they need any help.
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I'm helping Athena clean up some toys that were just donated when I see Dad talking to a woman. And I know who that woman is. It's Mom. I look away quickly, deciding to ignore it. I can't face her right now.
"Have you caught up with school?" Athena asks suddenly. "Yeah. A bit." I say. Athena nods. "Well.. we're done over here. I'd go see if Chimney and Buck need any help. I'm going to go get the turkey out of the oven." Athena says.
I nod then walk over to where Buck and Chimney are. Dad used to be over here but I don't know where he went. I'm sure I could guess though.
"Hey Lyds.." Buck says nervously. "What's got you nervous, Buck?" I ask quietly. "Nothing." Buck says. Liar.
A woman walks up to the table. She donates toys and some money. "Thank you ma'am. Happy holidays." I say. The woman smiles then walks away.
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"Lydia! Come help us over here please." Miles says from the kitchen area as I get upstairs. I walk over and help them gather the dessert and food. We bring it to the table and everyone takes a seat.
Dad comes upstairs and you can tell he's been crying, but not a single person says anything. I have to stop myself from saying anything.
Dad sits in the middle of me and Buck and everyone goes to talking. They ignore Dad's red eyes and they ignore his sad expression. "Are you ok?" I whisper. "I'm fine." Dad whispers back before starting to eat.
