Her Two Fated Mates

"Mummy, what's wrong?" it's lunchtime, and she is still in bed, with silent tears staining her pillow. she does not reply. Instead, she pulls herself into a fetal position, hugging herself. I go and sit down on the bed and curl up into her. "it's OK, Mummy. Amelia's here," I try and comfort her. After what felt like eternity, my tummy started to grumble. I wiggle in my mums arms to face her. "I'm hungry, Mummy," I say. Mum gives me a squishy hug before letting me go. I stand up and run to the door. I turn around to make sure she is following. I'm only four and can not make my own food yet. I watched curiously as she wiped her eyes and struggled to climb out of bed. I don't know why she is so sad, but I need to make her feel better and fast. whilst she makes me a Nutella sandwich, I get to work. I get put my arts and crafts stuff and make her a lot of pictures, cards, and gifts with lots of glitter. Mum places down my sandwich and sits down across from me. Mummy looks like she had seen a very scary ghost and cried because she was scared . Her once bright blue eyes are red and puffy, her beautiful long blonde hair is a mess, and her face looks very pale. I hand her all of my creations. she smiles weakly. "Thank you, my sweet baby." she says as she looks at each thing I made. she opens up a card, and I hear her gasp as a whole heap of glitter falls straight into her coffee cup. she looks over at me with a shocked look on her face. " I know you're sad, Mummy, so I put heaps of glitter in your card so you could get your sparkle back!" I sat grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you, dear," she says with a small smile. " I need to tell you something about Daddy," she continues. " Is Daddy sad too? I will make him a card." I say "no sweetheart, Daddy won't be coming home, He was in an accident and has died." she starts to sob again. tears fill my little eyes as mum comes over and pulls me onto her lap and squeezes me tight. We sat like this until the sun went down.