The next day, Logan was back at school. I was glad. He's still on crutches I decided to help him out like I told him I would. We made a deal that I can do that before & after school and lunch since that's the only time we see each other.

"I can't do any sports until my leg gets better," said Logan. "So, I can attend the meetings for the time being."

"That's a good idea," I said. "You're just lucky to be alive."

"I know," agreed Logan. "Mom said she was lucky, too."

"That's true. I didn't think about that to be honest with you," I said. "I've been focusing on you the most."

Logan could tell something else was bugging me because the way my voice was breaking.

"Is something on your mind?" asked Logan.

"I'm just glad I didn't lose you. The news about what happen to you bothered me because that's how Amelia was killed," I replied wiping my tears.

"Oh," said Logan. "I see what you mean."

"I'm just glad I get to help you out, too," I said. "Luckily, volunteering has been keeping me busy."

"That's a good thing," said Logan.

"I know," I agreed.

After school, I looked at my schedule and there was no events today. Marci and Samantha already knows about it. Like Linda said, it doesn't happen every night, just bingo or any special events. That give us a break. Linda has older people for funerals when the kids are in school during the week and we'd do it on weekends and school vacation, which was a good idea.

At home, I was doing homework. Logan told me he was excused from baby-sitting to let his leg heal, so I told him he doesn't have to attend the meetings if that's the case and he said I had a good point on that. It was a good thing we have two associate members otherwise we'd be in a pickle how to handle tough situations if we're booked or if none of us is available.

When I got home, Dad was back from Maine. It was for a few days.

"That was fast," I said.

"It was," said Dad.

"Logan's back in school today," I said.

"That's good," said Dad.

"I know," I said. "Logan and I made a deal. I would be helping him during and after school including lunch."

"Good idea," said Dad. "You're home today.

"Linda said volunteering events isn't every night," I said. "Sharon knew about it."

I went to my room to do homework until supper was ready. Logan kept texting while I was trying to my homework. He wanted me to do his chores, I didn't answer because I was focus. I like to get homework done before dinner.

"Who kept texting you?" asked Carlos.

"Logan, but I ignored it while I was doing homework. He's expecting me to his chores," I said.

"What do he think you are? His maid?" asked Carlos.

"That's what me making me feel like," I said. "I'm his girlfriend, not a maid."

"I agree," said my brother.

Before I went down, that Logan texted me again, so I told him I had to go eat dinner. Plus, I already told him that his parents can help him at home and I'd help him st school. I didn't want to tell him I'm not his maid in case he gets defended. I kept my phone in my room so that he won't disturb me. Carlos applauded me to do that.

After dinner, I didn't feel like helping out tonight. I was drained, so Dad excused me from it.

"Was she okay?" asked Dawn.

"She was just too tired to help out tonight," replied Dad.

"That's okay, at least you have us," said Meredith.

In the kitchen, Carlos said, "I know why she's like that."

He mentioned about what happened. "She told me she ignored his texts in order to focus on her homework."

"Wow. I'm glad she did that. She's not his maid," said Meredith.

"When he texted her before dinner, she told him she had to go eat supper and left her phone in her room," said Carlos.

"Good idea," said Dawn.

"I applauded her to do that smart move," said Carlos.

Besides being tired, I also felt like I was Logan's maid instead of his girlfriend now like Carlos mentioned. Don't get me wrong, I love helping during school, but I won't have time to do so on the days when I would be volunteering for special events, baby-sitting, and so on. I'm afraid to have a nervous breakdown. He wasn't like that in school.

I don't think he understood when I told him about his parents helping him when he's home because he's very demanding. I think the car accident and injuries made him that way, but that's not an excuse to be acting that towards me.

At nine pm, I was in bed, but Dawn had her radio on loud while I was trying to sleep. I had my pillow over my head.

"You need to turn your radio down a bit," I heard Dad told her. "Mary Anne has been trying to sleep. It's too loud for her."

A bit? How about turn it off? Logan was also trying to text me when I went to sleep, but I told him I was sleeping and shut my cell phone off after that. I want him to understand I can't always help him if I'm busy or in bed.