Life Must Go On

Life Must Go On Doors slammed. Vases knocked over. Knees collapsed. I looked up from my bowl of fruit with dark, watery eyes‚…‚‘What will happen to Mum, we will always stick together,‚ cried Father.The death of my mother had changed everything.‚‘Promise me we‚ll always be together,‚ Father moaned, ‚‘Also, I have figured out something that would help us get along with our life better.‚‚‘I promise. So what‚s the big surprise?‚ I questioned with a little hope.Suddenly, there was a clatter coming up the stairs. The door slammed open. Standing in the doorway was a woman with luscious lips, soft blonde hair, smooth skin and she had a fresh scent.‚‘Dear, are we ready for lunch?‚ the woman asked.‚‘Um‚…uh‚…sure Monique Lets go,‚ Dad replied and rushed over to join her. As the door shut, I stood up. My legs wobbled, I started to breathe in hard; threw my fist in the air and felt like my eyes were about to p op out.Foto gemaakt door Monique Korthuis