I kiss my little girl goodnight, it was her 10th birthday today. "Goodnight Mommy," "Goodnight Amy,". I go back to my room, my husband is smiling at me. "Our daughter is growing up" he says. Amy is our only child, she was born premature and wasn't expected to live, but she did. My husband and I's lives revolved around her. I love her so much. "Honey, what are you doing? Come to bed."I slip into bed, he kisses me on the forehead then we go to sleep.
The next morning I wake up around 10:00 am. I go outside to check the mail but I find a scarlet letter that read " Your son has been chosen to be a boy scout." a chill went up my back. This must be a mistake. I called for Amy but I got no reply. I'm getting a headache. I sit on the couch and look up to see no pictures of Amy. As I get up to look through the family pictures Amy is nowhere to be found in any of them. I feel like throwing up. "Amy!" No reply. I rush upstairs to Amy's room. I open the door with my eyes watering. "Hi Mommy," As I calmed down I smiled. "Hi Danny"