Part Of The Past

-Karen-

I felt someone pulling me away from the chaise. Conor hugged me tightly to him. “Don’t listen to those empty angry words. She’s just a hateful bitch.” I will admit it’s a bit hard not to let her words hurt me.

“You’re going to be an amazing mother! I just know it!” Joanne added joining in on the hug.

“Agreed! But she needs to rest you two. Joanne, you should be resting too.” Bart instructed, prodding us. “Conor too. But all three of you are stubborn so I doubt any of you will listen.”

I hadn’t realized I was shaking from being so angry until Conor was trying to steady me. “Can I get something to eat please? I haven’t eaten yet today…” I grumbled crawling into the bed. I curled up to a pillow and faced away from them crying out of anger. I’m so angry I could kill someone! I just want to punch the hell out of a wall!

“I’ll get something brought up for us.” Bart answered, leaving quickly. “Stay laying down Karen.” I rolled my eyes in reply.

Joanne and Conor were talking about so