Josh Crane moved through the motions of the day just as he had for the last few weeks. After the death of his wife it was all he could do to make it through the day… If it wasn’t for Robby he would have just stopped all together. He was almost glad Robby was to young to understand why mommy had gone away. And then there was Amanda Clark… A real angle when he needed her. Robby’s babysitter for the last year and a half, she had been there for them both. Josh was sure she took Sasha’s death as hard as he did.
Looking at the clock, Josh sighed as he closed the book he was editing. Working for a publishing company gave him a little leeway with his schedule. Packing up his briefcase, he moved out to his car. Twenty minutes later, Josh was walking in the front door of his house, “I’m home,” he called out. Hearing Robby’s feet as he ran to him, Josh picked up the three year old, “There’s my boy. Did you have a good day with Amanda? Where you a good boy?”
Nodding, “I was good. Can I have some ice cream?”
Carrying the young boy into the living room, “Hi Amanda. How was he today?”
Looking at the clock, Josh sighed as he closed the book he was editing. Working for a publishing company gave him a little leeway with his schedule. Packing up his briefcase, he moved out to his car. Twenty minutes later, Josh was walking in the front door of his house, “I’m home,” he called out. Hearing Robby’s feet as he ran to him, Josh picked up the three year old, “There’s my boy. Did you have a good day with Amanda? Where you a good boy?”
Nodding, “I was good. Can I have some ice cream?”
Carrying the young boy into the living room, “Hi Amanda. How was he today?”