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Bell's keys jingled as she struggled to open the door, finally she opened it and set her purse down on the table next to the door. She shook out her hair, letting the excess snow fall to the floor. She looked behind her as she took off her boots and her jacket, hanging it up as she walked into the living room. "Hey sweetie," Bell smiled to Paul, kissing his forehead "I'm gonna go see the kids... make sure that Samantha didn't make another hole in the wall..." She said cheerfully as she swiftly turned to leave the room.
She stepped into the kids room and the first thing she saw was another drawing on the wall, and PJ sitting on the floor with a crayon in his hands. "How many times are you gonna do this until we think to take the crayons out of your room?" She asked him as she lifted him into her arms. She finally turned to look at the wall. It looked like a large car accident, a semi and a small kind of junky car. She pursed her lips, that kind of looked like Danny's car... She shrugged it off and set him back into his crib. As she started to walk out of the room when her phone rang. The Caller ID showed up as Abigail Mathews, she groaned, it was her mother.
"Yes mom?" She asked patiently. She blinked as she listened, she hadn't heard her mother this hysterical since she was five... after the accident.
"Mom, mom slow down what happened?" Bell asked quietly.
"HE'S DEAD!" A voice cried into the phone,"Danny's dead! It was a stupid car accident, a semi's brakes failed..." But Bell wasn't even listening, the phone fell to the ground as her stomach dropped. She leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the floor her knees tucked under her chin. Tears streamed down her face as she thought about it, no... no her mother had to be lying... he couldn't be dead. She had just seen him yesterday. She hit her head against the wall as she took deep breathes in an attempt to calm herself. "P-paul!" She called, her voice thick.
She stepped into the kids room and the first thing she saw was another drawing on the wall, and PJ sitting on the floor with a crayon in his hands. "How many times are you gonna do this until we think to take the crayons out of your room?" She asked him as she lifted him into her arms. She finally turned to look at the wall. It looked like a large car accident, a semi and a small kind of junky car. She pursed her lips, that kind of looked like Danny's car... She shrugged it off and set him back into his crib. As she started to walk out of the room when her phone rang. The Caller ID showed up as Abigail Mathews, she groaned, it was her mother.
"Yes mom?" She asked patiently. She blinked as she listened, she hadn't heard her mother this hysterical since she was five... after the accident.
"Mom, mom slow down what happened?" Bell asked quietly.
"HE'S DEAD!" A voice cried into the phone,"Danny's dead! It was a stupid car accident, a semi's brakes failed..." But Bell wasn't even listening, the phone fell to the ground as her stomach dropped. She leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the floor her knees tucked under her chin. Tears streamed down her face as she thought about it, no... no her mother had to be lying... he couldn't be dead. She had just seen him yesterday. She hit her head against the wall as she took deep breathes in an attempt to calm herself. "P-paul!" She called, her voice thick.