Ciara
I stiffled my laughter watching Jonathan and Alena banter playfully over how her scream had him worried when it was just because of Asher.
"Ciara, can you come up to my room please?" Alena Inquires.
"Sure" Following Alena up to her room, I plunged down to the bed. "So, what is it?"
"Dad looks kind of sad, is something wrong?"
"He told me he went for a his interview today and he didn't get it"
"Oh" Alena looked away. "I guess I shouldn't have brought up the whole 'Asher thing' then"
Patting her head, I encouraged. "Don't feel bad for anything, Alena. We are adults and you're still a kid. Live a little"
"As for your father" I add. "He's felling better and more confident about the whole thing"
Alena hugs me tightly."Thank you for being there for him"
"Always" Refraining fro
