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“I know all of this must be overwhelming for you and you don’t know who you can trust right now, but I’m here if you have any questions. I can try and help you figure out who you were before the accident. Who better than the person who takes care of your home, right?”

She says it as a joke, and I laugh politely in reply, but it makes me worry about how I may have treated her.

Was I a terrible person who demanded people to wait on me hand and foot?

One of my biggest fears is finding out that I hate who I was before, and this woman might be able to tell me who I was. I don’t think I can handle finding out more about past me right now with everything else going on, but I know I will have to one day.

“Thank you for that. I may take you up on it, but just not right now. I’m still trying to get used to the idea that I have a past to learn about now, and my main focus has to be Sophia in all of this.”

She nods and pats my hand that is resting on the counter next to us.

“I understand. Just know I’m here if you need me.”

For some reason, her kindness makes me emotional, and as she turns and walks back over to Soph, I have to take a moment to collect myself and swallow down the lump in my throat. She’s right that I don’t know who I can trust. These people know me, but I have no idea who any of them are. I don’t know if they are going to tell me what they want me to hear or the truth.

There are bound to be snakes in the den, and I needed to be careful. Not everyone is going to be like the people of Willow Creek.

After Lisa left, I made Soph and I a quick and easy dinner before she and I got to work setting up the few things we bought with us around the apartment. I don’t want to move us too fast. Sophia still has her school and friends, but I want her to get used to having two parents now.

Chandler still hasn’t come back by the time I’ve finished giving Soph her bath, and as she’s changing into her pj’s, my phone chimes with a text. I leave Sophia in the bathroom to change and grab my phone from where I left it in the kitchen.

Chandler: I’m still at work, but I want to extend an invite to you and Soph to join me tomorrow for a gala at an art gallery. It’s for charity and should be a lot of fun.

We haven’t seen him since he walked out earlier after disappointing Soph, and now he wants us to drop what we may have planned to go with him to a work thing. Instead of answering him right away, I turn and go to Soph’s new room to ask what she thinks. She’s not in her room, and when I find the bathroom empty as well, my stomach drops as I rush out to the main area and search for her.

“Sophia?!”

Her voice is just barely audible down the hallway on the other side of the place.

“In here Mommy!”

I follow her voice down the hall and find her getting comfortable in the middle of the king size bed in my new room. I stop in the doorway and cross my arms, trying to look stern.

“And who said you could sleep in here?”

She smiles sweetly at me, and her bashful look is just too cute.

“Can I?”

I drop my arms and walk over to the bed, climbing in next to her and tucking her into my side.

“Of course you can. Do you want me to read to you?”

She nods and snuggles deeper into the blankets and into my side.

“Alright, first, I want to talk to you about something.”

How are you supposed to check on how your kid’s doing with life when even you don’t know what’s going on?

She waits for me to talk and plays with one of my hands.

“Are you okay with us living here on the weekends?”

She shrugs one shoulder, a tell of hers that she has either something to say or wants to ask a question.

“Come on, out with it.”

She heaves a big, dramatic sigh and sits up to face me. We both move around a minute until we are both on the bed, sitting cross-legged and facing each other.

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