A week later, Monaco was closer to be home, but not quite. So much had happened to her body and Arthur's….everything had changed since the incident. Monaco sighed and turned her head back down to the magazine she was reading just as molly walked in. she smiled but Monaco remained staring at her….. ; glaring.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Molly nodded.
"That time?" Molly asked, nodding to herself inside. Monaco looked at her for awhile then tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Yes." She replied almost inaudibly.
"I'm sorry." Molly said quietly as she embraced her.
"its alright. I'm just not in the mood today."
"I understand completely…..but you know your getting out of here soon?"
"Yeah…yeah I know. I'm excited to leave….Dad was talking to me earlier." Molly laughed.
"What do you two just sneak form room to room while I'm not here."
"Generally…though today he's had to come here. Moving is not on the top of my list"Yeah…we'll rest up….and I'll be back in a little bit to bring you dinner." Monaco smiled and hugged her.
"Thanks Mum."
"No problem love….be right back."