CHAPTER THIRTEEN
(Present)
I sat up on the couch whipping my eyes. I could see through blurry eyes that the girls were playing cards. Amelia throw hers down and danced.
"Momma, You lose." Amelia giggled.
"I did. That means you win" Raven laughed.
"Yay!" I won, I won." she chanted. I sat up and Raven smiled at me.
"Nice to see you with your eyes open."
"What time is it?"
"About 3 in the afternoon. Don't you have to go to work or something?" Raven grinned.
"I guess not today." I smiled standing up.
"So are you going home or would you like to stay awhile? Miss Amelia here, is going to cook breakfast."
I raised my eyebrows,
"You are? Well, I guess I should ask you if I can join." Amelia tapped her tiny face with a finger, and looked from me to Raven. "Hmmm, yea, if you help me cook." She was so small and so smart.
"I would love to help you, Amelia." I smiled, as she raced into the kitchen.
She actually did cook, for a five year old who was only aloud to use the microwave, she cooked breakfast for all of us, with very little help from me, her mother smiling proudly from the kitchen door.
At the table shoveling down toast and sausage I tried to talk, but Amelia finished first and raced off to play. I stared at Raven.
"What?" She giggled.
"You are beautiful." I said bluntly. She giggled again.
"Amelia is one smart little girl."
"Yes she is." Raven smiled.
"What does she like to do?" I ask, trying to make small talk.
"She likes to draw." Raven said.
"What does she draw?" I ask interested.
"Me, Becky, Jagger." she laughed at the last part. I raised my eyebrows at her, she got the hint.
"Jagger gets all dressed up for Amelia to 'draw his face' as she says."
I grinned, but felt sad inwardly. Jagger had seen my little girl grow, and all I had was what I heard in the last few hours.