Secret Sister
Vincent held Jacob in his arms and surveyed the surrounding grounds. The infant had been sleeping for several hours safely cradled in his father's arms as Vincent stood by Catherine's grave. He brought the child up here at least once a week and he would talk to Catherine and tell her about their son. It always brought tears to his eyes but they were bittersweet. It was in the early dawn moments that he could feel her spirit the strongest and it was almost as though they were a complete family even if it were just for a few brief fleeting moments before the sun threatened to appear and he had to go back Below. He dared to stay just a few seconds longer this day because there was something weighing heavily on his heart and he had no one to unburden his thoughts….
Vincent was woken from a deep sleep by the beating of a heart. At first he thought Jacob was starting to wake up but he rolled over and saw that his son was still peacefully sleeping in the cradle. The heart beat grew stronger and he could feel himself being drawn to it….
(to be continued)
