Three days after revealing the reason why her dad had never come by to spend time with either of her two children to her son, Blo sat in the driver's seat of her car, looking up at her childhood home. From the backseat, she heard her son ask if this was her childhood home.
"It sure was, Brice," she replied.
She took a few minutes to gather enough courage to set foot in her old childhood home. Exiting the car, she unbuckled both her children from their carseats before she led them up to the front door. She hesitated slightly before she rang the door bell.
Her dad heard the doorbell chime from inside the house and he approached the front door before opening it, only to see his oldest daughter standing on the stoop, holding onto the hands of two of his six grandchildren, who he'd never laid eyes on until now.
"Hi, dad," she said.
"Where's your husband? Is he with you?"
"No, dad. He's at home," she replied sourly.
Tense silence hung between them before Blo broke it.
"Can my kids and I come in, dad?" she questioned.
"Sure. Of course, honey," he replied as he stood back to let them enter the house before closing the door.
Once her son and daughter were safely inside the house, Blo released her grip on their hands and they both began to explore the house while Blo and her dad entered the living room and she took a seat on the couch while her dad settled in his favorite chair.
"Dad, it's been five years since Bri and I married, so why do you have to hold onto the idea that he and his siblings are still evil? Don't you remember the summer before my Sophmore year of high school where he saved my life?"
"I do remember that moment, honey. But aren't you worried that your husband will relapse into his old ways and hurt you, my grandson or my granddaughter?"
"Dad, I trust my husband completely, so no, I don't worry about that."
"That's my biggest fear, Blo, given your husband's inherent evil nature. He'll never be able to escape the side of himself that could emerge without warning and hurt you or my oldest two grandchildren."
"Bri's changed, dad. He's never once shown an indication that he'd harm me or my two children in the five years we've been married."
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During the conversation between his mom and grandpa, Brice had decided to explore his mom's old bedroom. He levitated up in order to turn the doorknob and drifted into the large room. Once inside the room, he noticed the big bed with its multi colored bedspread.
As he continued to explore the bedoom his mom and two aunts had shared when they were his age, he was joined by his two year old sister. Like her brother, Brianna had also spotted the bed with its multi colored bedspread that her mom and aunts had used as kids.
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Blo made her way up the stairs after having noticed her son and daughter heading in that direction, only to pause at seeing that the door which led into her childhood bedroom stood open and she approached her old bedroom. She watched as her son and daughter explored the large bedroom from the doorframe for a moment or two before she entered the room.
Once inside her childhood room, she saw that the three single beds she and her siblings had used from age six until they graduated high school had been replaced by the large bed she'd shared with them when they were her son's age. Brice and Brianna both looked over at their mom.
"Did you and my aunts all share this room when you were my age, mom?" Brice asked.
"Yes, we did, Brice," she replied.
