I was peeling potatoes slowly in James’s kitchen, everything was going slowly these days. how I moved, thinking and even responded to people, it was killing me knowing that Jonah was out there, engage to be f*****g married to another girl when I was here, semi-living at James place. I hadn’t given up on my apartment to his dismay, but I just couldn’t. a small part of me believed in Jonah and I always would, that he would come back for me and Kira, no matter how hopeless it was.
New year’s had past. I was staring out into the window, it was snowing in the colder afternoon, James was out taking Kira along shopping. I know that I was a bad mother but thank God for him, letting me rest my ears when they finally had told me my daughter had colic and that’s why she was screaming around the cloc
