what’s happening right under his nose. How can he be that stupid and that removed from his family to not see the destruction that his wife is causing?
My head snaps up when the door opens. Lance walks in, still wearing his work suit, and places a small, wrapped box onto Roisin’s desk. Even though I’m blaming him for every bad thing that has ever happened to my daughter, I can’t help but look at his tired face and feel sorry for him for being such a pathetic man, and for being so stupid when he was younger to get himself caught in Hallie’s web.
He’s still a very attractive man , and although the lines of age have started to creep onto his face, he’s still stunningly beautiful. I watch him flick through the papers on Roisin’s desk and check through her homework using the stream of moonlight that filters in through her window. I know he cares about Roisin, but he doesn’t appear to be caring enough. His issues with Roisin are my fault, and he needs to look beyond the fact that his daughter says she sees a ghost. Just because he doesn’t believe or understand it, doesn’t mean he should be so dismissive of it.
He bends down and gently kisses her head. He shouldn’t do those things when she’s in the slumber of sleep because she doesn’t know it is happening. She needs to see his love , as well as feel it. I sigh and sit on the floor in the middle of the white room.
He creeps out of her room and down the hallway.
I follow.
I watch him splash his face with water in the bathroom before he wanders into his bedroom. His foot catches on something and I’m not sure what it is until he bends down and picks up an empty vodka bottle. He sighs, shakes his head and removes his tie.
I glare at Hallie, who is lying on her bed with her mouth hanging open, wearing nothing but her panties. Her fake breasts sit perfectly on her chest but our husband doesn’t pay her or her breasts any attention. He picks the corner of the duvet up and throws it over her dismissively. I follow him into the bathroom where he flicks the shower on and stands texting or emailing someone for ten minutes. When he starts to undress, I leave him alone in his own self-pity and disappear.
Chapter 6
Ro isin
It’s still dark when I feel a pair of hands roaming over the top of my covers. I feel fingers in my hair and then a face suddenly appears right next to mine.
“Happy b irthday, Rose,” whispers Ava in her cute, early-morning sleepy voice.
I smile and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into bed with me. I squeeze her tight and kiss the top of her forehead. “Thank you, titch.”
She giggles and nuzzles into the side of my neck. “Are you going to open your presents?”
I blink at her, wondering if I’ve missed something. “What presents?”
She wiggles out o f the bed and plods over toward my desk. I see her grab something and then she’s smiling as she walks back toward me. “These ones!”
I sit up and rub my face. “Wow,” I breathe, “thank you, Ava.”
“That one,” she says, pointing at a tiny pink present, “is from me.” She grabs a small, silver-wrapped present and places it into my hand. “And this one is from Daddy and my Mommy.”
I smile at her, placing the silver present back onto the bed and grab the small pink one. “I think I’ll open this one first.”
“Open fast,” she orders.
I do as she says and tear the wrapping paper from the present and find a silver key ring. I turn it over and see the half broken heart with the words ‘best sister’ inscribed on it. I smile at Ava. “It’s beautiful,” I tell her.
She nods. “I got the other half. It means we’re both the bestest sisters.”
I ruffle my hands through her hair and pull her into me. I hug her for what feels like forever before I realize the time.
“Ava!” I shriek.
“What?” she giggles.
“It’s your first day of school! We have to get you ready!”
“ Yesss!” she laughs as she spins around and
My head snaps up when the door opens. Lance walks in, still wearing his work suit, and places a small, wrapped box onto Roisin’s desk. Even though I’m blaming him for every bad thing that has ever happened to my daughter, I can’t help but look at his tired face and feel sorry for him for being such a pathetic man, and for being so stupid when he was younger to get himself caught in Hallie’s web.
He’s still a very attractive man , and although the lines of age have started to creep onto his face, he’s still stunningly beautiful. I watch him flick through the papers on Roisin’s desk and check through her homework using the stream of moonlight that filters in through her window. I know he cares about Roisin, but he doesn’t appear to be caring enough. His issues with Roisin are my fault, and he needs to look beyond the fact that his daughter says she sees a ghost. Just because he doesn’t believe or understand it, doesn’t mean he should be so dismissive of it.
He bends down and gently kisses her head. He shouldn’t do those things when she’s in the slumber of sleep because she doesn’t know it is happening. She needs to see his love , as well as feel it. I sigh and sit on the floor in the middle of the white room.
He creeps out of her room and down the hallway.
I follow.
I watch him splash his face with water in the bathroom before he wanders into his bedroom. His foot catches on something and I’m not sure what it is until he bends down and picks up an empty vodka bottle. He sighs, shakes his head and removes his tie.
I glare at Hallie, who is lying on her bed with her mouth hanging open, wearing nothing but her panties. Her fake breasts sit perfectly on her chest but our husband doesn’t pay her or her breasts any attention. He picks the corner of the duvet up and throws it over her dismissively. I follow him into the bathroom where he flicks the shower on and stands texting or emailing someone for ten minutes. When he starts to undress, I leave him alone in his own self-pity and disappear.
Chapter 6
Ro isin
It’s still dark when I feel a pair of hands roaming over the top of my covers. I feel fingers in my hair and then a face suddenly appears right next to mine.
“Happy b irthday, Rose,” whispers Ava in her cute, early-morning sleepy voice.
I smile and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into bed with me. I squeeze her tight and kiss the top of her forehead. “Thank you, titch.”
She giggles and nuzzles into the side of my neck. “Are you going to open your presents?”
I blink at her, wondering if I’ve missed something. “What presents?”
She wiggles out o f the bed and plods over toward my desk. I see her grab something and then she’s smiling as she walks back toward me. “These ones!”
I sit up and rub my face. “Wow,” I breathe, “thank you, Ava.”
“That one,” she says, pointing at a tiny pink present, “is from me.” She grabs a small, silver-wrapped present and places it into my hand. “And this one is from Daddy and my Mommy.”
I smile at her, placing the silver present back onto the bed and grab the small pink one. “I think I’ll open this one first.”
“Open fast,” she orders.
I do as she says and tear the wrapping paper from the present and find a silver key ring. I turn it over and see the half broken heart with the words ‘best sister’ inscribed on it. I smile at Ava. “It’s beautiful,” I tell her.
She nods. “I got the other half. It means we’re both the bestest sisters.”
I ruffle my hands through her hair and pull her into me. I hug her for what feels like forever before I realize the time.
“Ava!” I shriek.
“What?” she giggles.
“It’s your first day of school! We have to get you ready!”
“ Yesss!” she laughs as she spins around and
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