Weeks Later

It was one of those days again, one of those says where I just wanted to lay in bed and cry. I didn't like having to lie to Vanna when she asked where her dad was. I just wanted him back.

Vanna was already up, I could hear the tv on in the living room, and I could hear Lexi talking to her. I heard the cartoons and realized it was an old rerun of 'Little Bear' that they were watching.

I looked over at my phone when I heard it vibrate, it was a text from Adam, "Lawyer wants us all at the office at 3." I groaned loudly, as I texted back, I was not in the mood to deal with idiotic people. I texted back a simple, "Ok, see you there."

I was not looking forward to seeing Audra, and sitting in the same room as her. The only reason I even had to go was because Omar had mentioned Savanna.

I got up and brushed my teeth, then walked into the kitchen and grabbed some cereal. I sat on the couch next to Vanna and ate. After setting the bowl down on the coffee table, I sat my little girl on my lap, handing Lexi the phone to read Adam's text. She nodded, knowing she would have to watch Vanna outside of the office. I really don't know what I would do if I didn't have Lexi.

Hours Later

As we walked into the lawyer's office, Audra glared at me. I had dressed professionally, and everything as instructed, but she didn't want me here. When sitting down, there was an order. From left to right, it went, Audra, Omar, Adam, and me. The lawyer began to go over the obvious, asking me questions about Savanna and such. I didn't like feeling like I was being interrogated. After a while, Adam and I were kicked out while he spoke to Drew's parents.

I walked out to see Lexi holding a sleepy Vanna in her arms, "I guess the hearing is next week, I'm gonna go call Manny and Jay." I walked out to make the call.

That Night

I lay in bed, watching Savanna sleep. This was going to be a long week of waiting. Luckily, Audra had hired one of the best in Toronto, I was sure everything would go well. I waited by the phone, seeing if Drew would call. I was exhausted, and ready to fall asleep when it did. We talked for the short time we had. Hanging up always made me want to start crying and never stop. I would go visit him on the weekend, but it wasn't close enough yet. I had hope, the hope that the lawyer had given me, that due to the circumstances, Drew would most likely be home by the end of this year. That's better than six. I fell asleep, thinking of how life will be when he gets out, and we have to start over.