Amanda opened the door and stepped into the living room. It felt good to be back. She smiled and pulled her bags further into the room. Alex walked in dejectedly and marched to his room. She sighed and closed the door. She listened to the emptiness of her apartment for a while and sighed again. Her dad wasn’t around. He was probably out visiting friends. She probably should’ve called that she was coming back home. But on the plus side, it would be a pleasant surprise when he comes back.
She pulled the bags to her room and lay on the bed for a moment. A movement by the door made her open her eyes and Alex walked into the room. He sniffled as he sat beside her.
“What’s wrong, baby? Why are you crying?”
“Did daddy not want me anymore? Was that why he sent us away?”
“No, baby. Your da
