Page 52 - Reason To Sing by Kelita Haverland

Reason To Sing

Vian joins me and we climb up the stairs together. We need
bed. Bed and oblivion. We don’t even brush our teeth. It’s still
early evening but I am completely drained. Tired of crying.
Exhausted from the shock. I only want to sleep so I can escape
the scorching pain. So that I can forget this new reality.
Once again, it’s just the two of us. Me and Vian. All alone
in a big bed. I snuggle up and wrap my body around hers. My
little sister is only 8. I must take care of her. We find comfort
together.
Thank God, we still have one another.

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