Aw crap. I just got a really bad case of writers block. Daaaang. This sucks. I'll try to update asap.
The next day I was back on the road and we drove for two days just because you wanted to get home. When we Did get home I could see Joe pacing back and forth in front of the living room window. I pulled into the drive and put the car in park then turned it off. I could hear Duchess going crazy at the front door. I got Kyle out, and the backpack, and I started walking to the front porch when he ran outside. "Oh my god, I thought you guys were dead!" he said, running to me and Kyle. Once he got near he kissed me on the forehead about a million times, or it seemed, and then took Kyle from my arms. I started to walk up stairs to go change when something made me stop and smile. "Daddy!" Kyle said "Oh daddy missed you so much. You don't know how worried I was. Gosh I love you. You look just like your—" I stopped listening and kept walking. The inputting comfortable I had to wear was an old tee shirt and pair of sweat pants. I didn't care. I threw them on and put my hair up in a bun when I saw something red and shiny out of the corner of my eye. The neck lace. I grabbed it and walked down stairs and smiled as I saw Duchess playing with Kyle. Then I went down into the basement and grabbed the hammer and smashed the ruby. I could defiantly feel something inside me die. I knew because I coughed instantly and I wasn't sick.
Hey I loved the first one and I love the second one so far you have a new reader can't wait for the next update