"Kyler," I said in a warning voice, "what did daddy tell you about getting into things?"
Walking towards him, I pick him up and grab Emily's socks from his hands, "stay out of the laundry," I warned.
I carried him into the kitchen and sat him down in his high chair before getting out a can of baby food.
"Mangos?" I asked and held up the jar, "do you wanna try it?"
"Da da!" He cheered and through his hands up before slapping them down.
"Yeah," I laughed and sat down in front of him, "want a bite?"
I fed him the jar then made him a bottle with six ounces and fed it to him, "are you tired?" I asked and laughed as he fought his sleep. He acts as if he'll never wake up again.
"Go to sleep," I whispered than lied him down.
I walked into Emily and I's room to see her sitting on the bed bawling her eyes out, "baby what's wrong?" I asked and walked up to her.
"M-My....oh my god," she cried and shook her head, "I can't believe it. How cou-uld this h-happe-en?"
"What happened baby? Tell me what happened and I'll make it better, I promise."
"You can't make it better," she cried and shook her head.
"Baby what are you talking about?" I grabbed her knee, "tell me what is wrong."
"My-My dad was driving home from work and he...a semi hit him straight on. He's d-dead J-J-Jas-on," she hiccuped.
Her dad died...
A:N - this story is about to take a drastic turn!!!!!
