The Immunity

Chapter 3: Shelter

On our way to our old house, we didn't see anyone.

Which was odd considering there was always someone outside, even if they were just sitting on their porch smoking. And by the time we reached the house, it was getting dark.

It was just as I thought it would be. The beautiful two story house we used to call home was now almost debris.

Flashback

"Mommy, why do we have to move?" Said 8 year old Kiara, who liked her room with the butterflies.

Her mother looked down at her while taking plates out of the cupboard to place in a box.

"Because, daddy and I don't have enough money right now okay? We'll come back when we have enough and repaint your bedroom, how does that sound?"

Kiara loved that idea. She had wanted a dark purple room for a long time, to go with her bright colored butterflies on her walls and ceiling.

"Okay, I-" she had started to say something else, probably that she loved her. Now, Kiara couldn't remember.

Her mother didn't care. "Listen, no more questions Kiara Leanne. Go play with your sister, make sure all of her toys are packed up." Ending the conversation.

Kiara just turned around to leave the kitchen and ran up the stairs to her baby sister's room.

Even at 8 years old, Kiara loved her sister more so than anyone else. She adored Erin.

She walked up to her baby sister's playpen and reached over the side, grabbing her bottle to be packed up.

Erin looked up at her, with her bear's ear in her mouth. Her little hand holding it's body so it hugged against her.

"Hey, what's that?" Kiara cooed, loving it when Erin spoke.

She smiled and her bear fell out of her mouth. She picked it up with both of her hands and shook it, then looking back at Kiara.

"Bao... my bao." Kiara nodded her head, letting Erin know she was right.

Erin's face lit up with one of the cutest smiles. "My bao! Keera, issa bao!" She began shaking her bear again, laughing.

Kiara laughed too, nodding her head. "Yes Erin, it's a bear!" Laughing as she justified what Erin had just told her.

"What are you two doing up here, I heard laughing from the living room."

Their father walking in shaking his head laughing, he adored his daughters. That was the only reason he still was with their mother. His daughters were his life.