Finding the Missing Piece: Book 6

Chapter Ninety-Two

Katniss POV-

"I don't know what to tell you." Willow says with a shrug.

I sigh, "Well, let's start simple. What is your favorite color?"

"Purple."

"Oh. Purple is pretty." I say.

"But your favorite is green." She corrects me.

"Green?" I say.

"Yes." Willow says.

I nod my head, that explains a lot.

"And Daddy's is orange and we don't know what Bubba's is yet so we use yellow."

"Oh, okay." I say.

"Can I tell you about what we liked to do?" Willow asks me.

"Sure." I smile a little.

"Um, you've been my Mommy for as long as I can remember so we do a lot of stuff together." 

I laugh a little.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing. Go on." I say, she's so sassy.

She sighs, "Hey, I remember that when I was a baby you would let me sleep with you and Daddy in your bed. And that sometimes you still let me, even with Rye here."

"Oh." I say, nodding my head.

"And before Rye got in your belly you would sleep in my bed with me sometimes and when Daddy was gone cause of his leg you let me sleep in your bed."

"Okay." I nod my head and just let her talk. 

"And one time even though you get mad at me when I pee in my bed on accident, you peed in my bed." Willow says, rolling her eyes.

I laugh, "I did?"

"Yes, I don't know why." She sighs.

I shrug my shoulders, "That's funny."

"Yeah. Hey, when Daddy was at the hospital cause his leg got cut off me and you were home by ourselves for a long time."

"Do you remember things we did?"

"Oh. Yeah. That's what was gonna tell you. We like to color pictures, cook, eat, sleep, watch movies, swim, read books, sing, dance, walk and um... I don't know what else but lots of stuff."

I smile, "It sounds like we had a lot of fun together."

"We did but we can still have fun. I will teach you like you taught me, okay?"

She's so cute and funny.

I hold back a laugh, "I can't wait."

"When Daddy was gone we had a lot of fun and we ate junk food and slept in your bed and watched movies and ate at restaurants and shopped for Rye and colored and made Daddy all kinds of letters. Do you remember that?" She asks me.

I smile sadly, "No, I'm sorry."

Willow frowns, "When I'm sick you like to sing to me and hold me. Will you still do that if I get sick?"

My heart breaks for her a little bit more.

"Sure." I say softly.

"Do you know when my birthday is?" She asks me. 

I shake my head.

"February 4th."

"Okay. I'll remember that."