Over the next couple of days, I didn't see the boys as much. Their father had gotten quite upset with them when he found out we had used his bath without asking. I didn't get what the big deal was. I was mostly recovering. They would come to check on me for a minute or two at a time. Always separate and never together though. I was eating dinner alone on the second day when the door opened and Levi walked in with a smile.
"How are you feeling?" He asked as he walked over and leaned back against the table.
"No different from when you asked me three hours ago," I said, and he frowned softly at my response. He leaned forward towards me.
"Are you upset because we have been busy?" I shrugged softly. It did annoy me a little, but I really had no right to complain. "I wish I could be here with
