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Ellison
When I reached the kitchen area, the children were already sitting on their respective chairs with Alice on the right side of the head chair which was empty for Brandon and to his left was my empty chair, while Bast sat beside Alice and Hope beside me and then Soph and Jace, who were currently busy fighting with their spoons and forks. But my mind was still on that photograph, and there was this hollow feeling that was spreading in my chest that I didn’t know what to do about it.
“Mama, where is Daddy?” Alice asked.
Startled out of my inner thoughts, I looked at my daughter and recalled her words. “I told you he is out.” I said, and something must have given away from my words as both Bast and Hope’s head jerked up to look at me.
“But, I want to eat with him.” Alice, i
