HistoryDerek had noticed that things around the house had remained untouched for days. He and his mother barely lived at all anymore. Everyday was a waking nightmare. Things were beginning to collect dust from their disuse. Especially things his father had touched before he was hospitalized. He remembered the last few happy days he had spent with his father and then
Mom? The young boys voice was shaky and quiet as he watched his mother cry. She was alone. All alone in that big bed. The bed his parents used to share. The bed that all three of them would sleep in when he had had a nightmare. The bed where he could safely snuggle between his two loving parents. Can I come in? The womans response was a broken affirmative. He watched the tears slide down his mothers cheeks and felt the tears that burnt at the back of his eyes spill over. His father was no longer able to comfort her.
Oh, Derek she quietly sobbed int