December 12th, 2016.
Two weeks.
Two weeks till I see Luke again. It meant sleeping 14 times. If I kept myself busy enough, I could live through it. I walked down the street to Anabelle's house. Seeing the kids was on my list of things to do to pass time until Luke got here.
I walked into the block of flats and noticed decorations everywhere. It wasn't even a week to Christmas, yet people were doing things based on the theme. I even heard a Christmas Carol from a neighbor's flat as I walked down the hallway to get to Anabelle's flat.
I heard the sound of the TV and I knew the kids were in. Based on their schedule, their sister was at work and would be home in a couple of hours.
I knocked on the door.
The door opened, barred from moving further by a chain. I saw Jessie's curious face.
