Chapter 18
Mackenzie wasn't sure what so say, he'd never had two rooms. Never had two houses. Never had two families. His mummy was smiling. Earlier she had picked him up and tickled him like she used to but Mackenzie found it hard to be that happy. Wasn't she upset? He knew Dad was upset, he knew she had been, but know she was smiling, turning up the music up low singing along to the old tunes. Somebody out there loves you so, and when they come home you'll never be alone…
His mum dropped him on the bed. New and full of pillows. Outside a view of most of the district stretched out. His mum smiled at him and spun around. "Do you like it?" He sat up and looked at her, his smile faltering. "Mummy…I…I like it." He told her seeing her expression. She crawled onto the bed. "Now I only get you for this week before you go to your dad's so I think we should spend it how you want to, ok?"
"Can we…can we play Doubt?"
"Doubt?" She asked, her face creased, he rolled off the bed and pulled out a pack of cards from his toys. "It's a card game, my friends taught it too me," He sat back down and opened the box. The cards fell to the cover in order and he has it shuffle itself. "What you do is you have the deck split up, without the jokers and then you have to put down a group of cards that is either the same or one difference to what I say I put down. Like this. Three 6s," He put down three 6s. "And you can either put down a five, six or a seven. If I think your lying than I call doubt and you have to pick up the pile."
"That's an odd game, so you win if you're the best liar?" He smiled, he knew the trick that she didn't, because he had all the cards she didn't. "Yep, and I think I'm better than you Mummy."