Constance had begun to notice that parenthood was wearing Meadow down and suggested they take the kids to the summer festival. Games, food, sunshine! It would be great for all of them
Half the town seemed to have had the same idea. It's was almost like a spontaneous day care had popped up!
"Let's see whatcha got!"
They didn't stay long but it sure was refreshing! Meadow confided in Constance about how tired she was. As well as how upset she was that Don had chosen not to move in with her to help raise their son. It was sad. Constance secretly felt pleased that someone else was going through the same things she was. Perhaps this could turn into another best selling novel? She had had a bit of writers block lately...
Again, Constance was so absorbed with herself she didn't notice the approach of Jane's birthday. That child was growing like a weed.
Jane was obviously too big to continue sleeping in a crib, but Constance was not about to turn her office/study into a bedroom. They would just have to share. Man! Jane has some cold feet!
"I wonder how long this is going to work? Oh well, I should get to work and THANKFULLY she will be starting school today!"
The house was amazingly quite. Constance typed an entire book all in one sitting!
"This is how it's supposed to be!"
"Meadow! I have had the most wonderful day! I finished my book and the publisher loved it! The Town Council even requested a signed copy!"
Meanwhile, Jane was cutting class to play on the playground. She was looking for a place to hide so she wouldn't have to go home....
