I now rolled onto my side facing the back of mum, this had bought the cover up slightly which made me see the back of mums body, i couldnt believe it ...he wasnt wearing a nightie any more. Something was going on. 'ok, just a mintue' i heard mum whisper to sam Sam then turned on his back whislt mum was still on her side. She turned to see if i was asleep so i had quickly shut my eyes as if i was. What happening next was i could hear the noise of the cover moving up a down. I knew this noise as. They couldn't afford a babysitter for an occasional evening out. John didn't even have time for an evening out since he was struggling to make enough money to cover the bills.She began to make plans on how to correct the situation. She would be a stay at home mom until Rose entered school. She would get a job to earn enough money to ease the situation. It was all so clear to her.When the kids were in bed and John was working in the garage, she would spend hours on an old computer. She learned. Speaking entire phrases like Baltoh had just done would cause them to throw up and begin bleeding from their mouth, nose, and even ears and eyes. In English, it translated to, ‘Hello Michael, I was wondering when you would show up.’The Archangel’s clothes greatly resembled Baltoh’s, as he wore boots, baggy pants, a sash, and a vest over their long-sleeve shirts. The only differences were that his clothes were as white as his feathers, he didn’t have a hood, and he didn’t have a pair of shackles. ?The weather is terrible out there? said Michael, feeling somewhat guilty that he had not offered to run the girls to school, but he so needed to be alone with Angela.. Becky smiled and went to cupboard under the stairs and pulled out two pairs of wellington boots, the small ones for Charlotte, the bigger ones for Nathalie aged 10.She walked into the kitchen holding the footwear and put the small ones plus the left large one down by the back door. She turned and walked toward Michael still.