“Oh gosh..-”

You couldn’t help but giggle as you listened to your mother scurry around your room to try and find you struggling to step over the array of small toys and broken floorboards.

the renovations were going painfully slowly and proving to be annoyingly pricey and as optimistic as Donna could be, it was getting harder.

Times like this however made it worth it, the light chirps of crickets out the windows and the soft moon glow that broke through the ripped blinds.

“Well if I can’t find Sophie I’ll have to read this book all by myself…”

She let out an exaggerated sigh of disappointment, collapsing on your bed with a hum.