5 May 2012
Chapter 2 -What?
Olivia woke up, groggy and tired on the sofa. Why was she here? What time was it? She looked at her multicoloured duck watch. Two in the morning. She groaned. What about the kids? She snuck upstairs and found them fast asleep, in Mums bed. Mum wasn't back yet. That was worrying. What would she do? What would Dad do? She could almost hear him. 'Get some rest, Livy. You're more tired than you feel.' Well, she certainly felt tired, so that advice was a tad obvious. She remembered the pets running havoc. She must have fallen asleep. Or fainted. Or been knocked out. No, now she was being silly. Knocked out? Well, said a little voice in her head, it is possible. Nonsense. She went back downstairs and made herself another cup of coffee. She loved the warm, soothing smell it filled the room with. As her Granny used to say, you're never too young to learn how to drink coffee. She wondered if she could get coffee smelling perfume. Mmmmm... She went back to her Mum's room, and told herself she would stay awake and watch over Trevor and Daisy until Mum came home, but soon she found she was flopping onto the soft, squidgy mattress and falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Not My Fault • Opuss № I