Megan
I woke up in my old bedroom in my old house, not feeling like my old self. Damian had taught me the value of enjoying life’s moments and one of them being the first couple of minutes of a day … When you wake up … And stay in bed. I might not have loved him, but I cared for him. He was one of my family members, just like the rest of them. Only he shared my bed.
“Still, talking to ourselves, we see.” Storm chirped me.
“No, I was thinking, not talking. This is talking. Where have you been, by the way? I thought you had run off and joined some or other military group.”
“Nope, I have been here, looking at all the foolish things you have been up to.” She rolled her eyes.
"Foolish things my ass …" I rolled my eyes just a little more dramatically than she did.
“Yes, foolish! We are
