Two times three,sometimes ten

* Five years later,after giving birth *

" Alex,Tomi,Lukács,Roland,Ivan! Kids come here! Mommy is home! " I yelled when I arrived our khm... home. Maybe I would stay at Sam's but no. I said that he deserves better then me. So I rented a little apartmen with a bedroom,bathroom,kitchen/dinning room and a living room. I know what you think about me. But please! They're just walk through me! And you why the fuck am I don't went to Mrs. Baker. It's really easy.... I moved to New York.
" Mommy where is daddy? " my son Roland asked. " Everybody in the kindergarden said that they're going to... "
" Kay sweetie. Um... your and others father are um... "
* Ding-dong *
" I'm coming! Okay sweetie please be good boy. " I said to Roland and ran to the door. I opened it and my heart stopped...
" You? "
" Hey Skye... Can we talk? "

Notes

sorry guys,i know its shorty and shity.... sorry for my english too....