Room number Three

Veronica gathered her strength as she walked to the next room, she thought of her catholic school teachings and mass services now to gather her spiritual strength in order to deal with this situation properly. This had served her rightly with her husband and children during many a situation with your regular everyday family bickering or bullying of each other or even herself at times. To face any and all situation no matter how cruel or wicked as if God were there in it too, and to know God were inside herself as well to do as he would want to be done. She knew she could have this whole house cleansed and blessed by her priest with nobody the wiser she opened the third door secure in her faith and renewed of courage now. This room had a crib in it and shelves on the walls with toys, she had hoped not to find a child skeleton but felt now after the first two rooms she could just about handle anything that came her way. She looked side ways out of the corner of her eye towards the bed, not really wanting to know what lay there but knew that she would any way. The same big bed with curtains drawn, there were chests and a rocking horse and chair. Pictures of ponies and children riding them covered the walls. A big wooden cabinet in one corner of the room opened to show children's clothes for both a boy and a girl. Her heart sunk, there were dead children's skeleton's in her very own home with her living and thriving family, insane to her that much she knew to be clear now. She pulled back the curtains of pale dust covered yellow to see a very large lump in the bed, when she pulled down the covers she had to look away quickly from the horror and gather herself again. Two small children dressed in full riding clothes and boots lay there as skeleton's holding onto the pony skeleton that lay between them.