[Content warning: This thread contains reference to teenage pregnancy and child abuse]

Elijah tried to keep the mood light, he didn't want the boys to dwell on their father's illness. Unfortunately, his childhood wasn't spent playing with other children much so he couldn't think of what to do. He decided a game of I Spy was the best option. He was terrible at guessing though. 

"Ah, but here we are. I spy my house." He chuckled at his bad joke and let them in. The house never felt smaller than when he had any company. Diane was there to see them and mewed in annoyance as she was hungry. "You kids just find a place to sit. I'll get dinner started and a fire." It was too cold to expect them to handle the house without one. 

"You need anything else?" He asked them completely uncertain.