It was around half an hour later when the kids woke up. Fletch and I had been downstairs sorting out with the police about the abuse case.
"Morning darlings," Fletch said as the children traipsed into the kitchen, wanting there breakfast. He hugged them all.
"Daddy has been talking to this nice police lady this morning, about mammy. She is going to come back tonight and ask you all about mammy," he told them as I showed the police lady out.
"Thanks ever so much," I said to her.
"Oh it's no bother at all. Just make sure that you get an x-ray of Mr Fletcher's nose so that we have evidence of the abuse," she said as she left.
I went back to the kitchen. The kids had sat down in the living room with their bowls of cereal watching some TV show.
"I love you Fletch," I said as I kissed him on the cheek, to avoid his nose this time.
We finally got the kids to school around 8:30 and then went to work, together.
"Zo, can I have a word in my office," I asked as we walked through the doors.
"Sure," she replied as she followed me and Fletch to the office.
"Can you do me a favour, and sort Fletch out. Nat hit him last night and has broken his nose, can you do an x-ray and fix it up please?" I asked her politely. Fletch had gone to the office to get changed into his scrubs.
"Yeah, I'll sort him out now for you Tess," she said as she left to find Fletch.
"Thank you, "I said as I buried my head into a pile of paperwork. "You're a really good friend!"