After going through the plan in the car I drive through a very familiar dirt road I still remember quite well. Memories of dad, mom and me comes back and I blink back a tear I can't cry, not now.
I exit the car and look at our old cabin that is almost crumbling down due to not being maintained for all those years.
I walk up to the front door and I basically hear the little me shouting for my dad to bring the suitcases.
"Am coming little cherub," he said as he smile. I run and goes into the house and look at my mum who's putting things away in the kitchen.
"What do you want for dinner sweetheart," she asks me as she lifts me up and hauls me on the kitchen counter. "Pizza and orange juice" I shout excitedly and she laughs at my giddiness.
"No pineapple in pizza love," my dad growls at mum and I giggle remembering the last time we forced him to eat pizza with pineapples toppings. I didn't like it so I didn't tell mom to have pineapple toppings this time round.
Another memory hits me of dad and I playing football.
"You are so good princess, you can make a good quarter back with those strong arms." He told me.
I crotch my arms and throw him the ball, he runs a few times then throw the ball back at me. I ran and pretend to dodge opponents as I make a touch down just near the house.
"And there it is ladies and gentlemen, a wonderful touch down by my little sweetheart." Mum announced as dad spins me around and screamed saying some words I could hardly comprehend.
They both laugh at me.
I catch a tear before it fells and clear my throat. Now that I can focus I see foot prints and the door handle is dust free. I was right after all, I can't believe I still know my mum this well.
I turn the door handle and gets in and I see Sarah sleeping on the bare floor, I get pissed at the site and crouch down to reach Sarah.
"Hey there Chichi, I call her," I say softly and she opens her eyes and smile at me before she turns it into a glare.
"Call me that again and I pluck your head." She said with laughter in her voice.
"Where's mommy dearest I need to teach her some manners?" I asked again but you could hear the anger at the edge of my voice.
"Am here my sweetheart." A voice sings behind me and am face to face with my mom.
A/N
Still going strong and as I promised am going to try and update as much as possible, also not edited so bear with me.
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