....... Angelina Waters peeked out of her bedroom door to hear her mom and dad fighting. She knew her daddy had been drinking that night. "I hate it when he dwinks. He is always yewwing weal loud and huwting us!" She cried passionatly to her best friend's stuffed blue mouse. He had given it to her a few months ago, when she had climbed in the window of his ranch-style house next door, crying. Her dad was an alcohalic. She couldn't understand why he drank up his paychecks, hurt his family and put himself in danger almost every night. Tonight was an especially big fight. "Wet's go see Ashwey now, Bluebewwy." She said in her adorable voice. She couldn't quite pronounce her r's and l's (awer's and w's to her) at five years old. She climbed out her window and ran across the two yards and knocked on Ashley's window. "Angie!" "Ashwey can I come in?" "Sure. Hurry, mommy and daddy are watching TV." Angelina knew her mommy and daddy never noticed she was gone during a fight like this one, if she got home at around 6am. "Ashwey can I sleep in your house tonight?" Ashley's parents often noticed this, but knew about the situation at her home and let it go. "Um, ooh I will sing to you, kay Angelina?! Um, ooh I know hush little Angie don't you cry, Ashley's gonna by you a - a - Blueberry pie!" Even though hie didn't know the words, Angelina alway loved it when her beloved Ashwey sang to her. To two fell asleep with Blueberry between them.
