This one´s short, I know. But enjoy
Lol and Bouncer Plakova
Junie Plakova was on her way to her sister, the tears came streaming down her face. She held a baby in her arms and held the hand of a two year old child, who walked next to her.
"Why are you crying mum?" asked Bradley- the two year old when Junie, when she squatted down to reach Bradley´s height.
"Bradley," Junie began. "I´m going to leave you at Katrina´s."
"When will you come and pick us up."
"I won´t come to pick you up. Katrina´s going to take care of you, until you and Lawrence are old enough to move to a care home."
"What´s a care home?"
"A care home is a house, where children live. When their parents can´t take care of them properly."
"But you can take care of us mum."
"No honey, I can´t"
Then Junie knocked on the door to a house. And when the door opened by a woman. Junie laid the baby in the woman´s arms and let go of Bradley's hand.
"Take good care of them" Junie said. And then she turned around and started running in another out in the street. But she hadn´t looked out properly, and suddenly. They all heard the sound of screeching brakes. A scream, and then, It was all quiet. Katrina gave the baby to Bradley, told him to go to the living room, and then started running to her sister.
Junie laid in the street, arms and legs pointed in different directions. Katrina squatted down next to her, and putted two fingers against Junie´s neck. But there were no sign if a pulse.
"Mum" Katrina heard someone cry behind her. And she turned around. There was Bradley, with baby Lawrence in his arms.
"Bradley," she said. "Bradley go back to the house."