CHAPTER 4: Anger and Sorrow
Caitie headed home after picking up Jaime. He Was silent the whole car ride. When they pulled up
to the apartments, he starred out the window for a minute, and Caitie looked at him trying to figure
out what to say. But he opened the door and walked to their home without saying anything.
Caitie shrugged and followed. He was standing firm by the door and Caitie put in the keys to unlock
it. He walked in and went straight to his room without saying one thing.
She was too tired to argue with him or really do anything, so she plopped down on the couch and
turned on their little TV. Family Law was on. She was addicted to that show, but never really was
sure why. It kind've made her feel better about her situation when she saw how bad other families
had it.
When the show ended she walked into Jaime's room and crawled into his bed. She laid next to him
and wrapped her arm around his waist. His head was facing the opposite direction.
"Jaime, are you awake?"
"No."
"You know I was thinking. How about mom calls into work and says she was sick tomorrow, and
than you and I can spend the day together? We'll do whatever you want O.K?"
"But your not sick." His head was still faced away from her own.
"I know."
"But then you'd be lying."
"Well," she paused. "I think it would be O.K just this once."
"O.K. Whatever." He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Do you want to come sleep with Mommy?"
"No."
"O.K. Good night than." She said a little disappointed. But he had already fallen asleep. She kissed
his forhead, and went to bed.
Caitie headed home after picking up Jaime. He Was silent the whole car ride. When they pulled up
to the apartments, he starred out the window for a minute, and Caitie looked at him trying to figure
out what to say. But he opened the door and walked to their home without saying anything.
Caitie shrugged and followed. He was standing firm by the door and Caitie put in the keys to unlock
it. He walked in and went straight to his room without saying one thing.
She was too tired to argue with him or really do anything, so she plopped down on the couch and
turned on their little TV. Family Law was on. She was addicted to that show, but never really was
sure why. It kind've made her feel better about her situation when she saw how bad other families
had it.
When the show ended she walked into Jaime's room and crawled into his bed. She laid next to him
and wrapped her arm around his waist. His head was facing the opposite direction.
"Jaime, are you awake?"
"No."
"You know I was thinking. How about mom calls into work and says she was sick tomorrow, and
than you and I can spend the day together? We'll do whatever you want O.K?"
"But your not sick." His head was still faced away from her own.
"I know."
"But then you'd be lying."
"Well," she paused. "I think it would be O.K just this once."
"O.K. Whatever." He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Do you want to come sleep with Mommy?"
"No."
"O.K. Good night than." She said a little disappointed. But he had already fallen asleep. She kissed
his forhead, and went to bed.