The day sped by like a rollercoaster and the day of David's party' dawned all too soon.

Sharon woke that morning with a headache, a dull pain throbbing her temples.

She hadn't slept well, a nervous anxiety in her stomach, keeping her tossing and turning all night, but after a shower, a cup of black coffee and two aspirins, she felt a little more human.

She looked in on her child and she was still sleeping. She had not allowed her have a room of her own, so they shared the bed.

She would read her bed time stories and she would listen to them till she fell asleep and...