Becky pulled the blanket up over Amy and watched the mobile turn for a moment or two before turning towards the little table in the room and flicking the baby monitor on. Moving to the window, she shut and locked it, then headed to the door. Reaching up, she flicked off the light switch. "Goodnight, Amy." she whispered, closing the door nearly all the way and heading down the hall to her own room.
She made quick work of changing into her night gown, then sprawled herself out across the bed. "Why do you keep doing this to yourself?" she asked aloud. "Colin is gone. He's never coming back, you need to just deal with it. He's gone..." She swallowed down the lump in her throat and pushed her hair away from her face. "Just like Robbie... he's not coming back."