It's been a week since Father came to live with us, and boy, has it been confusing. Dad and Father keep getting their names mixed up, but they're kinda getting it . . . Sorta. Mum still won't tell me what happened that night (Whichever night "that" is), but I'm sure she will . . . Someday.
I also found out afew things about
me that mum wouldn't tell me about. But that's another
(End Az's OOSR)