I watch as the sky sprinkled snow out the grow creating a blanket a white blanket of snow on newyork the snow always reminded me of my mother looked beautiful but bought pain to anyone that she was around now that i grew up her toxic ways had caused me to do the same for thoses around me. "Kyra?"i looked at Cassandra and she looked at me worried and then she sighed putting her pen down " listen kyra i undersatnd this hard for you to express your feeling to me but i need something your father i worried about you heard your not eating barely talking and you dont even wanna hold your daughter whats going on "i blinked twice at her she looked at her watch before sighing again "times up we'll try again next week ok ill go talk to your father " i didnt answer her i looked out the window wishing
