20. Thursday Morning Madness
Thursday Morning Madness
“Don’t forget you’re stuff for soccer, Joel,” Melanie called to her son.
“Football, mum!” Joel and Sam both called back.
Melanie smiled and shook her head, “Football then.”
Melanie was in the middle of eating her breakfast, getting ready for work and making lunches for the children and herself. Mornings were always so hectic.
Sam rushed into the kitchen to fill up her water bottle.
“Mum, I got a note you need to sign,” she said.
“Give it to me,” Melanie said through a mouthful of toast.
Sam handed her a note from the school asking how Sam planned to get home after school. Sam had already filled it in; all Melanie needed to do was sign it.
“You’re getting a life with Sally?” Melanie asked her daughter.
Sam nodded, “She’s got the night shift so she’s picking up me, Jess and Amanda.”
“Jess, Amanda and I,” Melanie corrected as she signed the note.
“It’s a bit freaky that the school has to know everything about what we’re doing,” Sam said.
“It’s just so they can make sure you’re all safe.”
“The whole thing’s a bit freaky.”
“I know,” Melanie said, handing Sam her lunch, “Hopefully they’ll catch whoever’s done this soon.”
“Yeah. And that Jenna and Tommy are still alive.”
Melanie glanced at her daughter. Sam didn’t seem to be too worried about everything that was going on. Melanie figured that because no one close to her had been taken things hadn’t really sunk in yet. Melanie was scared that her children would be taken next. She couldn’t wait till Craig got home on Saturday.
“It’ll be okay, Sweety,” she told Sam.
“Yeah,” Sam said and went to put the note and her lunch in her school bag.
“Mum!” Joel yelled as he ran into the kitchen. “I can’t find my socks!”
“They’re hanging in the laundry,” Melanie told him and handed him his lunch.
“Thanks,” he ran to get his socks.
Melanie was glad that none of the children who’d disappeared had been from the primary school. She was pretty sure Sam could take care of herself and would understand danger better than Joel would. Joel still didn’t understand exactly what everyone was so worried about.
She finished her toast, picked up her lunch and threw it into her bag. She could afford to buy lunch but she liked to make it herself.
“Come on guys!” she called to her children.
“Coming!” Sam and Joel both called.
The three of them met in the front hall and went out to the car. Melanie didn’t usually drive the kids to school but it was raining and she didn’t want either of them to get wet. She pulled out of the driveway and drove off down the road that led to the rest of the day.
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: My brother asked me to make sure that the kids called it football. I figure that their father's English so it works that they would anyway.
I'm a little stuck as to where things are going in these stories at the moment. If any of you have any ideas or any thoughts on what you'd like to see happen please let me know. I'm totally losing control over the stories and it's a bit freaky.
Thanks for reading my work.]
“Don’t forget you’re stuff for soccer, Joel,” Melanie called to her son.
“Football, mum!” Joel and Sam both called back.
Melanie smiled and shook her head, “Football then.”
Melanie was in the middle of eating her breakfast, getting ready for work and making lunches for the children and herself. Mornings were always so hectic.
Sam rushed into the kitchen to fill up her water bottle.
“Mum, I got a note you need to sign,” she said.
“Give it to me,” Melanie said through a mouthful of toast.
Sam handed her a note from the school asking how Sam planned to get home after school. Sam had already filled it in; all Melanie needed to do was sign it.
“You’re getting a life with Sally?” Melanie asked her daughter.
Sam nodded, “She’s got the night shift so she’s picking up me, Jess and Amanda.”
“Jess, Amanda and I,” Melanie corrected as she signed the note.
“It’s a bit freaky that the school has to know everything about what we’re doing,” Sam said.
“It’s just so they can make sure you’re all safe.”
“The whole thing’s a bit freaky.”
“I know,” Melanie said, handing Sam her lunch, “Hopefully they’ll catch whoever’s done this soon.”
“Yeah. And that Jenna and Tommy are still alive.”
Melanie glanced at her daughter. Sam didn’t seem to be too worried about everything that was going on. Melanie figured that because no one close to her had been taken things hadn’t really sunk in yet. Melanie was scared that her children would be taken next. She couldn’t wait till Craig got home on Saturday.
“It’ll be okay, Sweety,” she told Sam.
“Yeah,” Sam said and went to put the note and her lunch in her school bag.
“Mum!” Joel yelled as he ran into the kitchen. “I can’t find my socks!”
“They’re hanging in the laundry,” Melanie told him and handed him his lunch.
“Thanks,” he ran to get his socks.
Melanie was glad that none of the children who’d disappeared had been from the primary school. She was pretty sure Sam could take care of herself and would understand danger better than Joel would. Joel still didn’t understand exactly what everyone was so worried about.
She finished her toast, picked up her lunch and threw it into her bag. She could afford to buy lunch but she liked to make it herself.
“Come on guys!” she called to her children.
“Coming!” Sam and Joel both called.
The three of them met in the front hall and went out to the car. Melanie didn’t usually drive the kids to school but it was raining and she didn’t want either of them to get wet. She pulled out of the driveway and drove off down the road that led to the rest of the day.
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: My brother asked me to make sure that the kids called it football. I figure that their father's English so it works that they would anyway.
I'm a little stuck as to where things are going in these stories at the moment. If any of you have any ideas or any thoughts on what you'd like to see happen please let me know. I'm totally losing control over the stories and it's a bit freaky.
Thanks for reading my work.]
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