We'll Be Alright - Discontinued

Chapter One

Marcy Chang yawned as she did her breathing exercises for her early morning meditation. She was always like this when the kids went back to school. She only got to see them twice all summer and then they were off and running again.

She yawned again and opened her eyes. She should have gotten more rest the night before but she had had trouble sleeping since she was three years old. Her husband used to make her feel better but he'd been gone for three years now.

She rubbed her eyes and got up. She left the outside pool area and came inside the house to go to the kitchen. "Hey, Ms. Wanda."

Wanda Estes nodded to her. "Good morning, Dr. Marcy."

"I see none of the kids are up."

"I think they need someone to wake them up."

"Is that my job?" Marcy lifted a brow.

"One would think so."

"One would remember who signs the checks."

"I believe it's Marionette's job to awaken the children."

"Uhm hmm." Marcy went to get juice from one of the fridges.

Wanda continued cooking. "Will you eat with them?"

"No. I want to say good morning and wish Z a good day before I leave." Dogs ran into the kitchen along with other animals. Marcy noticed her oldest dog, Secret was still moving slowly. "Hey, boy. You don't feel good?"

"Old hellhound." Wanda muttered.

"Tell Ms. Wanda you're still young enough to eat her."

Wanda harrumphed.

Marcy patted his head as kids spilled into the room. "Hi, babies!"

"Mommy, I'm not a baby!" Five year old Nephtali scrunched her little face.

"Of course not, Neph." Marcy kissed her face after washing her hands. "What about your brothers and sisters?"

Six year old Tristan glared at his younger sister. "None of us are babies!"

Nine year old Christian laughed. "Z's a baby!"

"Nuh uhn!" Three year old Zasha made a face.

Twelve year old Mally smirked. "But you're the youngest."

Zasha's lips trembled. "But I don't wanna be a baby, Mally."

"Don't tease her, Mally." Mally's twin sister, Mickey sighed. "It's okay, Z. You don't have to be the baby if you don't want to."

Ten year old Riley rolled her eyes. "For that to be true, Mommy would have to have another baby. Kinda hard without Daddy."

They all looked sad for a moment.

"Mommy?" Christian's younger triplet, Cheyenne went to Marcy. "Will you ever get married again?"

"No." Marcy was confident in her answer. "Never."

"Oh." Eight year old Aisling pouted.

"Why?" The oldest triplet, Calliope asked.

"Marriage is a trap." Marcy lifted a shoulder. "I got lucky with Daddy. I'm a very unlucky person so finding that twice will not happen."

Mickey frowned. "Daddy said love was real."

"You know I love you, right?" She looked each in the eye.

They all nodded.

"Good." Marcy collected her lunch-bag and water-bottle before kissing cheeks. "I love you. I miss you. Have a good day at school. You'll do great, Z. Remember to walk with your head high, my loves!"