Mica was finally well enough to go back to school by Monday. Before she was allowed to even put her shoes on. She had to show her dad that she had her inhaler in her pocket. At least in the winter she could keep it in her coat but she had a feeling it was going to be a lot harder to manage during the summer. It wasn't that she was ashamed of having asthma or felt like a geek carrying an inhaler. She just didn't like the idea of having to carry something around with her all the time. It seemed like it would probably slow her down. Deep down she knew that she was lucky. She had looked up asthma on her laptop and some of the images really disturbed her. Some kids couldn't even play or exert themselves at all. Because they had such a high risk of having a severe attack. Sometimes asthma came with dander allergies. Which would mean no pets. Thankfully her only allergies were dust and cottonwood. The dust was diagnosed with her asthma but cottonwood was discovered years ago when her dad took her to Indiana to see Kate's grave. She was relieved that she could have pets though, because Kristen was supposed to be getting a dog to help her out a little. So she wouldn't be so dependent on her mom and others for help and Mica kind of wanted to get a cat. Even though her dad hated cats.
"Mica! Your alive!" Shane cried as Mica entered the classroom.
"Alive but I have a new friend." Mica sighed.
"Really, who?" Shane asked.
"This" Mica replied, pulling her inhaler out of her pocket.
"You have asthma?" Shane asked.
"Yep, that's why I was so sick." Mica explained.
"Oh well I am glad that you are OK." Shane replied.
"Me too" Mica replied.
"Just be careful around my mom. She doesn't like to be told not to smoke." Shane replied.
"My dad will deal with her." Mica assured.
Kristen dumped her library book into the book drop, before rolling herself to the cafeteria. One advantage to being stuck in a wheelchair, was that she got to get her lunch five minutes early. Just like always she was the last kid in the line of seven kids who got lunch early. Of that group only her and a fifth grade girl named Ally were the only ones not in the special ed class. Ally had lost her leg to bone cancer a few years back.
"Hey, Kris!" Ally greeted.
"Hi Ally" Kristen replied.
"Are you OK?" Ally asked.
"I am fine, just tired." Kristen replied.
"Are you sure? You always seem so depressed." Ally observed.
"I am just frustrated." Kristen replied.
"Oh cause of your accident." Ally replied picking up one of her popcorn "shrimp" and tossing it into her mouth.
"Well duh" Kristen replied.
"You should come with me to Hope Place. It's a rec center for kids with special needs. Everything is handicapped accessible and they have support groups. They saved my life when I lost my leg in first grade." Ally explained.
"I will think about it." Kristen replied.
"OK, well here is my mom's cell number. Give it to your mom and tell her to get in touch. I go every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and most Saturdays." Ally explained.
"Thanks, I will give it to her." Kristen replied.
It was a quarter to three and that meant that it was free computer time. Free computer time was a guarantee on Friday's. Unless the class acted up or there was some special event at the end of the day. The rest of the week it depended on if the class got all their work done and everybody got good behavior reports. Except for this week they got a special free time on Monday. Because there was a small fire in the teachers lounge on Friday. Erica was relieved they got a make-up day, because she could not wait to pull her next prank. Shane got onto one of the computers, he logged onto Facebook but quickly got bored and went over to talk to Mica. Erica grinned and rushed over to the computer. To her excitement he had forgotten to log out. She clicked on the status box and began to type. Mrs. Tucker had just given the two minute warning. When she hit send, she read the status she had posted, before logging off. She couldn't help but smile at her words, she knew that Shane would get in trouble for this for sure.
"Hey! Guess what I found out that my grandpa is Mike Franks! My grandma is a HUGE slut and fucked him during the war. She cheated on her fiancee, who was loyal to her. She should be ashamed of herself. She should kill herself."
Jimmy had spent most of the day crying. He had awoken three days ago to find Olivia missing. When he didn't find her anywhere in the house or yard and found her phone abandoned underneath her bed. He called 911. praying that she would be found safe and sound and soon. It had been nine hours now and there was still nothing. Even worse, Breena was when Breena woke up and asked where she was and he had to tell her that there daughter was missing. Now even Cody was asking questions and he had no answers for him. Except for the fact that his daughter's disappearance was entirely his fault. He should not have been so hard on her. He should have talked to her and figured out why she was so mean to Erica. Instead he had flipped out on her and treated her so poorly.
"Oh Jimmy! What if we never find her?" Breena asked.
"We will" Jimmy assured.
"This is all my fault. She probably ran off because everything has to be so controlled because of my pregnancy and high blood pressure." Breena sniffed.
"No it's my fault. I was so hard on her after her fight with Erica. I had every right to be furious but I should have cooled down and talked to her about it." Jimmy sighed.
"We were just so stressed, we pusher her aside and now we may never see her again." Breena replied.
"We will find her and we will work this out as a family." Jimmy vowed.
Shane lie on his bed and tossed his tennis ball, against the wall. He was so bored, Mica was still too sick to really play with him, Kristen didn't want to do much, Olivia must be sick now, and Erica had refused to hang out with him or anyone but the cool kids for a few weeks now. Leaving him stuck in his boring house that was ruled by estrogen.
"SHANE ALEXANDER BREKIN!" Debbie yelled, storming into the room.
"What is it mom? Is dinner ready? It's awful early." Shane asked.
"What is this?!" Debbie demanded shoving her phone into his face.
"Facebook?" Shane guessed.
"Don't play dumb with me! What does your status say?!" Debbie demanded.
"Hey! Guess what I found out that my grandpa is Mike Franks! My grandma is a HUGE slut and fucked him during the war. She cheated on her fiancee, who was loyal to her. She should be ashamed of herself. She should kill herself." Shane read.
"Yeah that! How could you?! You promised that you wouldn't tell anyone and what do you do?! You call your grandma a slut and say she should commit suicide!" Debbie snapped.
"I didn't post that." Shane argued.
"Bullshit! It is on your page! You are grounded for a month! You are going to Dr. Walters! Everyday after school! And that is it!" Debbie snapped.
"That's not fair." Shane sniffed.
"You know what's not fair?! Seeing that your child thinks that his grandma is a slut who needs to kill herself!" Debbie snapped.
"But I... Oh never-mind!" Shane cried.
A/N: Hopefully Kristen will go with Ally. New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.