The next week came slowly, but normally and for Mirabella, it carried her regular comfortable routine that made her feel like things were finally beginning to fall into place again or like things have never really shifted. Her mornings were peaceful — she would wake up before dawn, prepare breakfast for herself and Rena, and yea, Hunter too and pack her daughter’s lunch before the school bus arrived. The house never falls silent after Rena leaves anymore because Hunter was always around ...