The Lullaby (THT 3) - Swan QueenAuthor's Important Note of Importance: This story has made me its personal bitch. I'm sorry, but I have no idea what I'm trying to accomplish here anymore. And I'm not sure whether I'm done yet.More Like This
This chapter is more Hurt/Comfort-ish, however.
Chapter 3: The Lullaby
It's been twelve months since the shooting which I refuse to refer to in any other way and we're coping. Henry's back and I might even believe he doesn't resent me as much as I thought he no doubt would. The process is taking its time, but he's starting to forgive me. For everything. Maybe it's because I'm trying now. To speed it up, we visit Emma's grave every Sunday at precisely 3 PM before I have to attend to other duties. I would never go, but he insisted we make this a routine obligation.
When we get there, he always has a speech prepared about the events of the week. About who stole his lunch, how I got back at them, how he's made a new friend in school, how he's not doing well in physics bu