Father's Bakery, Mom's Hospital, and our new school is all complete. Now I stay with Rye while mom and dad are at work. Mom comes home during her lunch break. Then Dad comes home from his shift around 5. During the day we usually just watch TV, then i'll cook him lunch. Then when Mom comes at lunch we eat leftovers from supper the night before. Then when Dad comes home he always gives us a treat from the Bakery.
He cooks supper as soon as he cleans up,then we just talk about our day. We've developed a routine of doing this. Dad always talks about how busy the bakery was. Mom always has a gross story of what happened to one of her patients. You can tell their live is starting to become normal. Dad hasn't had a nightmare since they did the implant to remove the venom. Moms worrying has decreased, since she found she's pregnant though her fear of losing a child has flared back up.
She's due in a month, and dad couldn't be happier. She has her mood swings, but we deal with them. Life is healing, their minds are healing, our town is healing, everything is becoming better. This new way of life is all people needed, to forget what life was like. They seem to have forgotten the cruelty, expect in their dreams. It's getting harder to remember. This worl has become but a nightmare in children's dreams. Especially mine.
