So what happens when you're sick, restless, overdoing it on orange juice, and listening to Jamie Grace and Unspoken music for hours on end? You get this idea for a childhood story for Kai and Nya. Get ready for some sadness as I start my new fic inspired by Fighter by Jamie Grace and Good Fight by Unspoken.
"Hey Kai, why isn't Nya at school today?" Loretta, Nya's BFF asked.
"She's still sick," Kai sighs, "I don't know if she'll ever get better. Mommy and Daddy say she has this thing called I don't know what, but it starts with a L."
"Will you give this to her when you get home?" Loretta smiles.
Kai shrugs and looks at the hand made card Loretta had drawn with Nya's favorite animal, a giraffe on it, "you know I will."
"Oh, and also my parents want to know if your parents want to come over for dinner sometime?"
"I can ask, but I make no guarantees. Mommy and Daddy can hardly stand to be in the same room together. They keep fighting about how if Daddy leaves town for a work trip, how Mommy will manage taking care of Nya, and if I can do running club this year. There's other stuff too, but they usually wait until Nya and I are in bed before they start yelling. They say something about a divorce. I don't know what that is, but it doesn't sound good."
"I'll tell them they're thinking about it," Loretta chirped before skipping off to her bus.
Kai climbed onto his bus, going home to a likely empty house. Mommy would probably be at the doctor's with Nya, and Daddy would be at the shop working still. Kai may have been in a bad mood, but if he could understand the severity of what was going on, he would have probably felt a lot worse.
So what do you think? I have a lot planned out for this story for only having this idea for a little over an hour. Please review.
#God's Not Dead!