Dylan and Dad, but it seems Dylan's gone to bed although he did make this afternoon a little fun.
“I will. Goodnight Dad"
"Night son"
Then the receiver went dead.
I got up from my chair to return the bottle of whiskey back to the bar and took a carton of fruit juice from the fridge in the kitchen.
What can I say? I can be obedient sometimes.
When I had sat back down, I began hearing tiny footsteps and there's only one person with such movements.
I looked to the right and saw Louisa in a kiddies night gown, with a little teddy bear in her right hand.
“Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" I asked her as she walked up to me.
“I was sleeping, then I woke up and I was alone in the room so I can't sleep again" she said with a tiny groggy voice as she rubbed her eyes with her free hand and
