Colours of Power

Chapter Three...

That morning, the first-ever one I could remember, it was when I was just three years old. I was so happy but I didn't know why I was. 

I  climbed out of my tiny bed and tried to walk to the kitchen as fast as I possibly could, to find both my parents working. My dad was washing up the dishes while my mum was cutting the stuff she was going to use for her 'special' sandwich. 

"Good morning mum, good morning dad."  

They looked back surprised," Hey baby, how was your night dear?", my mum said. 

"Hey Rom," my dad said, scooping me off the floor, I giggled.

I tried to climb up his to his shoulder but he put me down on the ground saying, "Uh Uh Rom, not now dad's busy."

I understood but I decided to sulk in my chair while I waited for breakfast to be ready.

When they were finally done preparing mum's 'special' sandwich, I got mine cut into triangles and placed in front of me with a cup of milk with honey, just how I liked it.

"Thanks, mum, thanks dad," I smiled up at them.

"You're welcome baby, now enjoy it before the ants come along and have it for you." My mum said smiling at me with a knowing smile and pinching my nose and kissing me on my cheek.

We had a quiet breakfast, we always followed the rules of table manners.

After breakfast, I jumped down from where I had been sitting. "Mum, can we bath now, please?"

"Sure Rom, just be patient and wait while I wash up the dishes, okay?"

"Okay, mum."

I wait patiently for my mum to finish with the dishes then walk as fast as I can to the bathtub.

"Oh Rom," she said kneeling beside the bathtub.

She fills it with warm water and five of my best toys.

I sit down in the bath and splash around.

"Rom, you'll make the floor messy."

"Sorry, mum."

"It's okay darling, let's just get you ready for the day."

"Okay, mum."

She starts washing me up, then she suddenly stops. I hear a silent sob.

"Mum, what's wrong?"

"Nothing baby, you're just growing up so fast."

We quickly finish the bath, she carries me to the room. She dresses me up in a nice navy blue dress and styles my hair into pigtails.

"Thanks, mum," I say and run out to the garden.

I play outside for a while, at some point, I start to hear voices. It was my parents.