Rowan goes back into her house and sits at the kitchen table, her mind whirling. She wipes at the tears she feels slipping down her cheeks.
Its silly to cry about, you know he cant stay... he said he would back... and that he loved me....
Rowan takes a deep ragged breath, taking control of her emotions. She pours a cup of tea, and looks at her phone laying on the table. After a moments hesitation she calls Alise. Grace needed her boosters and Rowan needed the distraction. Rowan smiles at the polite voice and French accent as Alise answers the phone. Rowan explains and asks if she can stop over.
“Oh yes! Star and Pandora are coming over and we are going to see the progress on the school. You should join us... The children are so excited....”
Just what I need to take my mind off things... “I would love to...” A time is set and Rowan hangs up. Moving upstairs Rowan pulls clothes out of the closet intending to get dressed but her eyes stray to the unmade bed. She walks to the edge of it and picks up Marcs pillow, burying her face in it, taking in his scent. Tears gather again and Rowan sits and gives in to her sadness. After a few minutes she stands, makes the bed and dries her eyes.
Enough of that... I have things to do... none of which need me crying like a baby....
She quickly changes into jeans and a t-shirt, gathers her supplies and heads to the van, looking forward to seeing all the children.
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