Chapter Four

"Can I come in?" Mac asked. Felicia stepped aside to let him in.

"What do you want Mac?" She asked him as she closed the door.

"Sean called me."

"Oh." Felicia went back to the couch.

"How are you?" He asked her.

"I honestly don't know right now Mac."

"Do the girls know?"

"Yes."

"How's they take it?"

Felicia let out yet another sigh. "Georgie took it pretty hard. Maxie is acting like she could care less." She answered. "Mac, why are you here?" The two had barely spoken since the divorce had been finalized. Mac sat down next toher.

"You know why I'm here Felicia. I know the last few months we haven't been very friendly, but I still care about you. And the girls. Your ex-husband was killed today."

"You don't have to remind me, I haven't forgotten." Felicia realized she sounded like Maxie. "I'm sorry Mac. It's been a long night.

"It's okay. I understand. I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do."

"I wish there was. But there's nothing anybody can do."

"Do you want me to try to talk to Maxie?" He asked. Felicia shook her head.

"No. I think the best thing we can do for Maxie right now is to just leave her alone." The two sat in an uncomfortable silence. Mac finally stood up and cleared his throat.

"Well, I guess I'll go. I just wanted to check on you. If you need anything, you know how to find me." He went to the door and began to open it.

"Mac." Felicia said. He turned around

"Yes?"

"Thank you." Mac nodded.

"Your welcome. Goodnight."

Felicia went back to the kitchen to pour her glass of water. She picked up the bottle of pills, took one, then went back to the couch and laid down. She closed her eyes, and was asleep within ten minutes.

Maxie tiptoed quietly down the stairs. She saw her mother sleeping on the couch. She felt bad for how she had acted, but it was how she felt. But she knew how her sister felt about their father, and she shouldn't have said the things she had said in front of her. She started to wake Felicia up to apologize to her, but she saw the bottle of pills and glass of water on the coffee table. She realized that she probably wouldn't be able to wake her up, so she went to the closet and got a blanket out. She covered her mother with it, then went back upstairs to check on Georgie. It looked like she was asleep, so she started to shut the door, but Georgie called out to her. Maxie walked up to her bed and sat down. "What is it Georgie?

"Your not mad at me are you?" Georgie asked.

"No Georgie, I'm not mad at you. I'm sorry I upset you."

"It's okay. Will you stay with me tonight? Please?" Maxie kissed her sister.

"I thought you'd never ask. Scooch over." Georgie made room for her sister, and Maxie lied down next to her. Georgie snuggled up to her.

"Maxie." Georgie said.

"Hmmm?"

"Please don't hate dad."

"I don't hate him Georgie. Your just to young to understand."

"Just because I'm not sixteen like you , it doesn't mean that I don't understand."

"Georgie, can we not talk about this now. I'm tired." Georgie started to say something, but changed her mind.

"Goodnight Maxie."

"Goodnight Georgie."