Standing Up To Life Book 2 Ch 37 Pt 3

The two of us talked for about ten more minutes until my Mom drove into the driveway. Jarred and Lucas had left at some point during our conversation. Both Mrs. Lind and I were pretty sure they had been waiting for me - they’d sat outside the house for better part of forty minutes watching to see if I was coming out. She came across the street to talk with Mom when I went over.

Brittany and Jamie came over too - I ended up showing them my room and my toys. They both got really excited when they saw my doll house and all my Barbies. Thankfully they didn’t stay but a couple more minutes though - it’s not that I didn’t want to share…but I didn’t want to share.

I was kind of scared of letting Brittany play with them. Jamie didn’t really concern me as much - but I was afraid Brittany might break something. It was a pretty selfish thought, but it was what I was thinking. It also managed to distract me from my situation earlier. When they were gone Mom asked me where I wanted to get some food from - I answered McDonalds.

We drove there and I asked for a happy meal. Just because I wasn’t five didn’t mean I didn’t want the toy! I was amazed Mom didn’t interrogate me about the reason I was over at the Lind’s during the whole time we were getting food, or when I was eating. She didn’t even ask me about it while we were on my way to ballet.

I didn’t really want to talk about it more - but I was really surprised she wasn’t asking. That ended up being the least of my concerns though when I got to gymnastics practice. Tara proceeded to review and build on everything that we’d worked on the previous week.

By the time we got through that lesson I’d managed to actually get two front-flips in a row. I was pretty proud of myself for that. Of course when I tried the second time I couldn’t repeat the feat. Tara told me to make sure I practiced this week - but I did warn her I wasn’t really going to be able to because of the trip. She seemed pretty intrigued by what I was doing, and wished me luck.

As we travelled home that night Mom sat in silence still - she still didn’t asked me about earlier. Once I had taken a shower at home I sat down in the living room. “Mommy aren’t you going to ask me about earlier?”

“What is there to talk about sweetie?” she asked fairly curtly. What did I do?

“Did I miss something here? What did I do?” I asked her with some tears forming in my eyes.

She apparently hadn’t meant to snap at me. “I’m sorry sweetie, I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t know what to do. They won’t do anything about the note - since the boys didn’t do anything we can’t really do anything about them… and I don’t think there’s a single thing I can do to protect you against them…” She was in tears at this point - I was too.

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Nov 30, 2012