"Will it be worth going back to your house to see what I can salvage?" I asked as we ate."No, Brian, he was very thorough before he started hitting me... all I have is what you brought." We'll have to get you new stuff," I said. "But it'll have to come from your budget I'm afraid. I'm skint, the payments to the kids and the loans are eating me alive." Yes, Keith was gloating over your new circumstances. God knows how he found out though." I think Jenny phoned around a few of the people whom she. I put in a lot of extra hours at the pizza joint, but without her help I could never have afforded it. Now I am the envy of all my friends. When I don’t take the Jeep to school—due to a shortage of gas money, Mom will drive it and thankfully fill the tank. She says driving the Jeep makes her feel young. Her car is a ten-year-old minivan she got before my dad left. Some days, like today, she comes to pick me up from school when she has a day off or can get off early from work.I never mind my mom. I gave her Zoë’s last name in order to tie them together in some way. We set up a rough nursery in the rental house. Unable to paint or make any renovations we just made do with curtains which we could bring into the new house with us, decorative bedding and furniture and a few framed posters. From the beginning Em was the light of my life. Her, Zoë and I were the most amazing little family, impatiently waiting the arrival of our new home. Even Emily seemed impatient, as if she knew that we had. "And ladies and gentlemen, that should at least be a top contender for the most understated comment of the year. I don't even have a proper way of describing how she thinks, and Little One is telepathic, too, remember. I've said that they both think in concepts instead of linear thought, but that's only a very poor approximation – at best. Oh, you read stories where the hero meets the telepath, or is given telepathic powers, and presto, he's in business. That did not happen to me."Ship....