"Ah!" "Woh! Woh! Pho! Chill, you had a bad dream, everything is OKAY." I took a breath and closed my eyes, opening them after a moment. Ron looked at me, worried. "Are you okay?" I nodded my head and pulled the sheets off of my body. I walked out of teh room, Ron following me close behind. I opened the girl's room...I looked at their empty beds and began to cry. Ron held my head to his chest and kissed my temple. "It's okay...it's okay." he repeated. I sat down in the corner of their door frame and covered my face. Ron tried to pull my hands away to look in my eyes but I wouldn't let him. "Hey, don't you hide that beautiful face from me." He said as he tried to make me laugh. He chuckled but then soon stopped. "Pho...I know you miss them. I really do. But there's nothing we can do anymore."  "Three! Three children that I have lost! Three!" I screamed as I flung my arms twords Ron as if to strike him. "Pho! I know honey, I know! I know..." He said as he wrapped me in his arms and sat down with me. We sat there until morning came, not a single word said the whole night. I heard the soft chirp of the birds outside and opened my eyes. I sttod up from Ron, who looked up at me with a sorry look. He then stood up too, and kissed my forehead. After that I headed to the rest room. I looked down at the toothbrush holder. I layed out all of the brushes and cupped my left hand over my mouth, trying not to cry. I touched the purple one, that had "Phonix." written on some tape that we had wrapped around the brush on it. Then picked up the pink one that had a rose pattern on it. This was Charlie's. Then, I slowely moved my arm over to uncover the towel from the side of the sink. When I lifted it and put it back up on it's rail I wished I hadn't. There, was baby Tyler's little brush. Green, and about as short as your index finger. I slowly made my hand over to it and picked it up. I held it up to my face and studied it for a moment. Then screamed and knocked all the brushes onto the floor. I punded my fist on the wall and then heard a big crash on the other side. Ron kicked down the door and looked at me, hands agianst the wall, tears streaming donw my face, and he said. "Oh Pho." And shook his head. He hung his head and covered his eyes. I walked up to him and played his game. "Don't hide that beautiful face from me..." And smiled at him, he looked at me and laughed. He grabbed my waist and carried me on his shoulder to the couch.  He kissed me and then said, "Okay, want lunch?" I nodded and smiled at him.