Daddy Grey is sleeping. It's not evening yet but was tired after lunch and so he went to sleep. Daddy took Ana to the cafeteria for candies. I am snuggled under a blanket on the sofa in daddy's hospital room with Ems. I was supposed to be taking a nap but I don't feel like it. Not tired. How does Ana read? I tried reading a couple of pages of this new book she was so excited about but I gave up. She is smart not a doofus like me, maybe.
The room is dark so anyway I couldn't have read even if I wanted to. When will G let us take daddy home? He keeps poking him with needles and giving him medicines. It's been so long. f**k that stupid Timothy. It was all because of him or me? What if I hadn't spoken to him in the pool that day? Was daddy hurt because of me?
Somebody quietly opens the door
