CASSANDRA
It's time to "OPEN THE DOOR." After learning from my son where I was staying, he placed an order. The key fit in my purse, so I took it out and unlocked the door. He even acted as though the place was his and walked me inside. I passively accepted it. When he heard you say, "Where's your room?" he naturally wanted to know. To prevent him from coming into my room with Haime, I answered the door. I told her, "You can just put Haime down on the sofa," and set my bag down on the coffee table. He, too, did not respond. "Alright, big fella, you made it. He laid my son back down on the couch and said, "You may now sleep again. My son said, "I can't sleep, hero." "Why?" Because I'd like to play with you again. My young son stood up and said, "Let's go flying." "I can't," My son looked a
