Unsupervised

The day started off very sunny, the bright sunshine lending the atmosphere a happy and alive look that belied the tragedy that would later unfold that day. Noah Hunter did not really like the weather, because it was so hot that it made him very uncomfortable. It seemed the twins didn’t like the hotness of the weather either, because they were really fussy today, and were frustrating the hell out of Noah. He felt guilty thinking of it that way, but it was what it was. His wife had left him in charge of them and had gone to get some groceries. Usually, he enjoyed playing with them and taking care of them on the few occasions that he had to babysit them alone, but today, he had this headache from the pit of hell, so he wasn’t finding their constant fussing funny in the least bit.

“Tyler, stop that! Stop pulling your sister’s hair.” He ordered as the mischievous little boy pulled at a lock on his sister’s head, causing her to burst out crying, and increasing Noah’s headache tenfold.

“Pap