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Leaves were falling all around. The sun was set low and the birds were twittering about. I looked into the sky blue eyes of my lover and saw frightfulness. I was confused. Then the sky turned dark and clouds stormed over our heads. Something was pulling on my left arm making me move away from my husband. I tried struggling my way to James, but it was no use. I saw he was going to through the same thing. A huge crack made its way through us separating us forever. I tried screaming out to him but it was no use my voice was mute. I-
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"What?" my voice came out all groggy.
I sat up and yawned then I looked towards the noise and noticed it was my alarm clock. Hmmm…It's 8:12 am…8:12 am!
"Oh no! I'm late! I'm LATE! Macey! Grant! Please get up!" I yelled towards my two sleeping children hoping they can hear me from my room. I jumped out of my bed still wearing my Elmo pajama bottoms and a purple tank top.
"But I'm tiwed mommy." Came the voice of my little Macey as she stepped out from her princess themed room rubbing her big blue eyes.
"You're late for pre-school Macey. I don't think your best friend Nicky will be too happy to find out that you didn't go to pre-school today." I said using the Nick card.
Ever since Macey was three she was always attached to a little boy down the street by the name of Nick Cross. They took showers together, watched Blue's Clues together – heck! – I'm pretty sure her first word was Nick.
"I'm up! I'm up! Hurrwy Grwant! Nicky going to be mad I'm not dere." Macey yelled as her Princess Aurora pajamas and her bouncy black curly locks followed her into the bathroom. She has her dad's curly black hair...I thought to myself as I watched her run up to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
I turned around and walked towards Grant's room. It was pure silence; no noise came out of his room.
I felt terribly sorry for my son Grant. Ever since his father, my James, died in the Marines he was quiet and shy. Grant was surprisingly the closest to James. Don't get me wrong, Macey was definitely a "daddy's girl" from the day she was born, but Grant had a connection with him that was just too much to put into words. He was his role model. I still remember the very first day that Grant said that he wanted to be just like his dad as if it was yesterday. He was three at that time; James was just about to leave for a whole month in training.
*Flashback*
James held his carry on bag on his shoulder and was just about to open the door to leave when Grant had grabbed onto his leg.
"I don't want you to go daddy." Grant said looking at James with pleading eyes. I sighed and looked at James biting my bottom lip.
"But I have to, son. I'll come back. Promise," He smiled at him "you're the man of the house now right?" He said taking Grant off of him and kneeled down so he was face-to-face with him.
Grant sniffled a little. "Yes daddy." He said straightening up.
James kissed Grant's forehead then narrowed his eyes on him, "Are you going to promise me that you're going to take care of your mommy and baby sister?"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Grant said saluting him.
James smiled at him again and said, "Good. I love you ok," he looked me in the eyes "all of you. Remember that. I won't be gone for too long."
I sighed again and watched as Grant stared directly at his father with proud eyes, "I want to be just like you when I grow up daddy."
Tears began to form in my eyes and James grabbed Grant into a giant bear hug, "You will son. I know it. You are going to be even better than me." He said in a gentle tone.
James stood up and saluted Grant. Grant saluted him back and smiled, and before I knew it, my husband was off again.
*End of Flashback*
It still hurt me deeply to know that my husband was forever gone. He was never coming back and I couldn't take it sometimes, but I did. I did this for Macey and Grant. I would do anything for them. They were my life now.
I wiped a stray tear and knocked on Grant's room.
"Grant, honey you need to wake up we're late and you have school today." I said softly to the closed door. Unlike Macey and I we kept our doors open, but Grant preferred his closed.
There was no response so I decided to open the door.
His 9-year-old-face was peaceful as he slept. I looked around his room and saw posters of the Marines, Voldemort from Harry Potter, David Beckham his second favorite soccer player (his first was his dad), and Transformers. His race-car driver bed was to the right side of his blue wall, and across from him was his desk covered in toys. In fact, his whole room was covered in toys. Toys and toys and even more toys.
I shook my head at his messy room and walked towards him when something caught my eye.
It was his picture wall. Seven pictures were up. The first was James' and I wedding right when we kissed on our "I Do's".
*Flashback*
"Dearly beloved: We have come together in the presence of God to witness and bless the joining together of this man and this woman in Holy Matrimony. The bond and covenant of marriage was established by God in creation, and our Lord Jesus Christ adorned this manner of life by his presence and first miracle at a wedding in Cana of Galilee. It signifies to us the mystery of the union between Christ and his Church, and Holy Scripture commends it to be honored among all people." Said the Christian Priest with a joyous smile on his face towards the 30-45 occupants of the small wedding.
James had come from a Christian family and so had I so we decided to do this the way our ancestors had for many years.
I looked around and smiled all around people were crying and smiling that finally after being together for 4 years and together forever now. A small kick from my 7 months pregnant stomach alerted me that my son was happy as too. Well, that's what I assumed.
I looked down and smiled then looked up and into James' eyes. He unclasped his hands and wiped a tear of joy from my eye with a huge happy smile still on his face.
James, faced me and took my right hand in his, and said, "In the Name of God, I, James Cain Lotter, take you, Cameron Ann Morgan, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is my solemn vow."
Then we loose our hands, and I, still facing James, took his right hand in mine, and said, "In the Name of God, I, Cameron Ann Morgan, take you, James Cain Lotter, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is my solemn vow."
Then the Celebrant joins the right hands of James and mine, and said, "Now that James and Cameron have given themselves to each other by solemn vows, with the joining of hands and the giving and receiving of a ring, I pronounce that they are husband and wife, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."
All around people said Amen.
The Priest then asked God's blessing on the rings and said, "Bless, O Lord, this ring to be a sign of the vows by which this man and this woman have bound themselves to each other; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."
The priest than turned to James and said "James, will you have this woman to be your wife; to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?"
James looked me right in the eye and said, "I do."
I nearly broke down in tears of the love he showed when he said those two words.
The priest then turned towards me and said, "Cameron, will you have this man to be your husband; to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
I was crying by now, but I managed to choke out an "I do".
"Then in the power vested in me and by the state of Virginia I pronounce you husband and wife," he turned to James and with a smile said, "you may now kiss your wife."
James had never kept his eyes off of me. So he put his hand behind my back and dipped me and gave me one of his famous knee-melting kisses.
*End of Flashback*
I took a deep breath and looked at the other pictures. The other six pictures were of when I had just given birth to Grant at Roseville Hospital, when Macey was one, Grant was six, and James and I were twenty-three and we had all gone to Maui, Hawaii, then when I bought back stage passes to Mr. Willy James ex-role model, two of the pictures were when we went to visit Grandma Rachel and Grandpa Matthew, and the last picture was of one of James' I.D picture for the Marines.
I sighed and walked over to Grants' sleeping figure.
"Grant, honey wake up. You need to get up and ready."
"I don't want to." He said while turning over so he wasn't facing me.
"If you don't wake you'll be late and won't be able to see Rachael…no...no wait it's Rabucca" I said with a questionable voice teasing him on his crush Rebecca.
"Its Rebecca mom and no I don't." He was propped up on his shoulders with an angry expression.
"What's wrong?" I asked, The momma bear was clawing to come out of me.
"Well yesterday I was playing two-player soccer and Kyle comes and asks Bex if he can play. And I clearly started the game so I get to say if he can play or not. Then Bex giggles…giggles mom and says sure. And when I was walking back to my class line I heard Sherry and Bex talking about how cute Kyle is. What if I lose my best-friend mom?" I knew he was jealous. A part of me found it cute and wanted to role my eyes, but the momma bear part of me was worried that this would stress him out too much.
The momma bear part of me won out, it always did, "Grant I'm not going to say everything is okay because I don't know what will happen in the future, I won't say that you don't have to worry because there are some things in life that you will need to worry about, but-"
"Thanks mom that really helps" He said sarcastically and rolled his eyes at me.
"Let me finish…where was I…oh, yes, but I will be your mom and help you out if you need me to." I said giving him a loving smile.
He smiled back at me and said, "Thank-you mom."
I patted his knee, "Get ready now. You don't wanna get there late."
I walked into the kitchen to get breakfast on the table and make my children's lunches when I say Macey dancing along with the Wiggles.
"And you wiggle wike this and wiggle wike dat." She said singing along with the show.
How children love this show I will never understand.
"Macey Wacey, honey are you finished getting ready?" I said while popping waffles into the toaster.
"Yes mommy." She said while never taking her eyes off of the screen.
"So wearing Princess Aurora pajamas is your school uniform." I said back.
"Today it is mommy. Miss Kinnian said so at show and tell Fwiday." (A/N Five points to your Hogwarts House for whoever can guess where Miss Kinnian is from. Hint: It's a short story and later turned into a novel.)
"Very well, but if you're lying to me no Wiggles for a week." I said threatening to take away her favorite thing since Count Dracula Coco Puffs.
In a second she was out of the living room and into her room to change. I chuckled and took the waffles out of the toaster and finished the last of Grant and Macey's healthy lunches.
"Hey mother. What's for breakfast?" Said Grant coming in wearing red skinny jeans and a Bob Marley t-Shirt.
"What happened to calling me mommy? And for the last time Grant, what have I told you about wearing colored skinny jeans." Most of the time I was all right with what he chose to wear, but the colored skinny jeans just drove me crazy. Normal skinny jeans wouldn't be a problem, but colored was just wrong.
"That it's cool and awesome." He said with a cheekily smile.
I gave him the skink eye and he groaned and went back to change into something I would approve of. I smiled victoriously and went up to my room to change into my outfit.
Really Important:
Okay so Cammie is 26, Grant's 9, Macey's 4, Zach's 27, and Josh is 29. Cammie had Grant with James at 18 and they got married at 18. Young love I know, but it just seems so sweet to me. Anyway James died two years ago in the Marines. Zach joined at the age of 22 a year after James joined and Josh is a real estate person. Bex and Nick will be featured more later. Thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW. We want to see if this is story will work or not and if not we'll just deleted it. Thank-you.