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I finally decided to moved back home due to Rue's accident. I haven't been home since dad died. It feels weird but I have to be here to help mom. Rue has been in rehab since the beginning of summer and is getting on later on today. Elias is exciting to see his auntie Rue. He loves her too death. I don't regret leaving this place. I haven't seen Fez since I moved back. I'm kinda glad I haven't because I don't know what I would do if I saw him. My little sister is addicted to drugs because he started selling them to her and now look at her. Mom worries that Rue is going to fall into drugs again. We all worry about Rue. This summer has gone by so fast.
I was busy. Enrolling Eli to the local elementary school when I heard a small whisper from my son. "Mommy?" Elias quietly whispered to me. "Yes. My love.?" I replied in a whisper to my son. "When is auntie Rue coming home?" he replied quickly hoping that his nana Leslie didn't hear him.
"Soon" was the simple answer that i could give him.
My little boy recently turned five and in a few weeks he will start kindergarten. And I'm not ready for him to leave me yet. Elias don't look like his father. He looks more like me. He has my hair, my eyes, my skin tone. Not of trace of his father in him. He was all me. And I love him deeply. He is my everything. And once upon a time Fez used to be my everything. Things were more simple when I was younger.
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But eventually I have to tell him about his dad. I eventually have to tell him the truth about Fez. Luz avoid talking about Fez, mostly when Eli would ask about him. She would get so emotional and she avoids the fact that she is still madly deeply truly in love Fez. And she was too scary to admit to herself. My sister tries to be the best mother for my nephew, often tries to freaking hard. But that's what I love about her. But sometimes I wish she would talk to me about. Help me understand her more.
