05-01-2015, 02:18 AM
Joan wiggled out of the blankets making her way up to the surface of the bed. She stared down at Simon, having a tight grip on the blankets. "Mommy," she whispered. "What..were you and dad doing?" she wrapped her arms around her knees. Though Simon's presence calmed her a bit, she was still shaken up about what she had witnessed. "Was dad..hurting you again?" she asked quietly, not wanting to wake her sister.