Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Mommy.” Natalie arrived at the kindergarten an hour later.

Her two kids were at the entrance, chatting with Joe.

Natalie honked to indicate that she had arrived.

At once, Connor’s eyes lit up when he heard the car honk. He quickly pulled Sharon up. “Mommy’s here.”

“Mommy.” Sharon broke away from Connor and dashed toward Natalie with Connor and Joe in tow.

“Mrs. Smith.” Joe called out shyly.

Natalie smiled. “Joe.”

“Mrs. Smith, this is for you.” Joe took a box out from his school bag.

Natalie bent down and accepted the box with both hands. “What is this?” she asked gently.

“These are cookies baked by my mom.”

in surprise. “Why are you

mom told me to. It’s to thank you for taking good care of my sister.”

response. “Okay. Thank you, Joe. Tell your mother I said

equipment after visiting Alice in prison some time ago. It was so

wasn’t expecting much – just a simple helping hand whenever

appreciation from Lucinda for what Natalie had

box of cookies as she ushered the three children into

already set. Natalie

having dinner prepared by Mrs. Wilson, the three of them washed

a hard time falling asleep. Her mind was preoccupied with evidence that would be provided at Thompson

when she finally fell asleep with a

nightmare. She dreamt that she was seated in the backseat of a car in

got into a heated argument. The next

her life when she turned around and

and bolted upright. Her face was pale, and her whole body was drenched

gasped for air in an attempt