Douglas POV
Today has been a fun day.
I loved all the happy faces and the excitement in the air.
I needed this.
Not just getting out, but to see the fun side of life again. I have been wallowing in guilt over small snippets of memory that floated to the surface at night in dreams. I have no clue if they are real memories, but what I dreamed made me sick.
Sick enough to eat me up inside.
Time to talk to Jessica and sort it out in my mind, before I start reacting badly to my thoughts, and start snapping at everyone.
Today, I was happy when the boys started to fuss. I was ready to go home, having been out long enough, and was eager for it to be over; they were the excuse to leave before I had to ask if we could go. It was a relief not to have to ask.
We all bundled into the vehicle
