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Sitting here just not wanting to get out of the bed. I've cried so much, I just cry all of the time. One of my children is gone. I don't know how to feel, I don't know what to do with myself right now.

I'm so hurt.

"Mommy?" Aubrey was shaking my leg as I had the covers pulled over my head.

"Where is your mom Bre?" I asked her.

"She is trying to fix my backpack I have to get ready for school."

"Where is Kristopher? Kit?" I asked.

"Mommy he at work, can you fix my hair?" She stood there as I sat up.

She was holding a hair brush and a ponytail holder. She looked crazy, Kris never could do the girls hair. To this day, I still wash, brush, braid, twist Kris hair for her.

Aubrey is six, Kris carried her after she said she never would again. But she did, I am glad she did. She so cute and she looks like little Yana and Kris. Aubrey and Sami and Rye daughter goes to school together. First grade and just the best of friends. Little Samia is just the cutest chocolate icecream thing I've ever seen.

"Did your mom do this to your hair?" I laughed as she sat between my legs.

"Yes" she laughed.

"I can tell" I said.

"Bre Bre baby Samia was waiting for you down here...oh you up?" Kris said.

"She riding with Samia today?" I asked.

"No, I am taking them. Sami said something about Rye not coming home last night and asked if I could drop her off. I guess she going to find her."

"Good morning auntie Adrea" Samia said handing me a pink flower.

"Aww, thank you beautiful. I like your ponytails" I smiled at her.

"Mommy did them this morning" she said.

"Can you do mines like that?" Aubrey asked.

"Baby we only got a few minutes. I can do it tomorrow" I said.

"That's okay you'll be sleep I can ask auntie Sami later" she sounded so disappointed; Kris just looked at me.

I don't blame her, I've disconnected myself from everyone. Even my own kids the four I have left.

"I promise I will even make you pancakes with blueberries like we use to with Ashton all the time" I hugged her.

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