Chapter 4

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(Mother's p.o.v)

I cook dinner for 3 now, not four. I cry more than 20 times a day. The house is lonely, nobody ever speaks. Except for Brailley, she has been asking questions non stop. "Is she in heaven?" She asks. We'll..... I, I don't know. A tear falls from my cheek, life without my baby is.... Hard. Life without her is hard. My husband sleeps in her bed. With her teddy. He doesn't speak, he has missed work for the past three days. He misses her more than all of us. He stays in her room all day, when I take a peek at him, he is sitting on her bed and watches the video over, and over, and over!! He cry's more than all of us. I can see it in his face.

I decide to call the school, just to see how they deal with it. "Hello?......" I say. "Who is this?" I stutter before I say "kalie's mother." I state "hello! Oh my gosh, IM SO SORRY! How are you????" The teacher asks. "I'm... I'm fine. I called to ask how the teachers were and... The students." A long silence stays through the phone, but interrupted by the teacher sniffling "I... I miss her, most of the teachers miss her dearly......... But the students, we've had 120 students miss school since." My heart skips a beat, 120. "Oh," I say. A tear slips from my left cheek. "Oh, I... I, I got,at go... Make dinner, bye thank you."

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