As you may can tell, I am finishing all my stories. I am trying to get them all posted and updated. I hope ya'll haven't forgotten in me and still have faith in my writing and updating. I know I left for a while. I had a situation that prevent writing for some time. I hope any new readers like my writings and some of the fanfic's that remember my story enjoy it.
Here is the setting. Scarlett is living in Ireland; she has Cat(2 years old), Rhett's in Charleston…basically everything that has happened in the book "Scarlett" has happened. Up to when Cat is two. Scarlett has never been courting Vinton or that Charles guy. Rhett hasn't ever come to Ireland and hasn't any contact with Scarlett. Oh yeah Mammy hasn't died either. She is at Tara. ok. I hope I haven't utterly confused you. J
The morning dew was about to vanish entirely as the late morning sun's rays were becoming brighter. Scarlett was gazing out at Ireland's green pastures. Early May was when Ireland was at its most beautiful, or at leas Scarlett thought. Scarlett looked down at blank piece of paper which lay under her crossed arms. The same clump of papers she had gotten out every month or so. To write the same letter she had tried to write so many times over the course of a year. The letter to Rhett, in which informed him about his daughter, Cat.
Ever since Cat had turned two, last October, Scarlett had tried to write Rhett informing him that he had a daughter and it would be up to him whether or not he wanted a part in her life. Although, as much as Scarlett aloofly insisted, in her mind, that it would be up to Rhett if he wanted to have a part in Cat's life, she desperately wanted his answer to be yes.
Scarlett's original plan had been to wait for Rhett to come and find her, but that plan had be washed away like a shell on a stormy southern beach. Now, Scarlett new that both Rhett and Cat deserved to know each other, and in the future Cat would have questions about Rhett that Scarlett wouldn't be able to answer truthfully without giving Rhett some notice about Cat's existence. Still, Scarlett could never get past Dear Rhett, in her letter.
Scarlett looked toward the door as she saw Cat bounding in, her hair still in a wild mess.
"Morning mommy." Cat grinned.
"Good morning darling." Scarlett replied sweetly, carelessly shoving the papers back into a desk drawer.
Scarlett bent down to Cats eye level and pulled her into a hug. Cat complied for a minute and then began to squirm in Scarlett's arms.
"Alright Katie Column," Scarlett said, kissing the top of Cat's head, "can't sit still for a minute can you?"
Scarlett released Cat and watched her walk over to Scarlett's vanity and remove a small hand mirror from its rightful spot.
"She looks so much like Rhett." Scarlett thought sadly. "All they way from her dark complexion to her independent personality."
Scarlett looked back toward Cat, who was still observing herself in the mirror. "You vain thing." Scarlett thought with amusement
"Scarlet scooted over to be hide cat and watched her with a feeling of maternal pride and happiness, a feeling she had never really experienced before cat was born. A feeling that was an everyday emotion now.
"You are pretty little thing, you know that?" Scarlett asked.
"Yes." Cat sighed as if to confirm what Scarlett had earlier predicted.
"Oh Cat." Scarlett laughed with great delight, but soon was stopped with a feeling of sadness. Rhett should be here, laughing at her, playing with her, knowing what a blessing she was.
Scarlett pushed her sadness away and would not let it bother her now, not on such a pretty day.
"Cat darling, would you like to do something today?" Scarlett offered.
"How about a ride down to the creek and around the meadow?" Scarlett added.
"Oh, yes mama!." Cat replied excitedly.
"I riiiide all byyyyy myself? I's a big girl now." Cat sad matter of factly, dragging every syllable out of the words.
Scarlett laughed. "You're not that big yet, my dear."
Just then Mrs. Fitz walked in.
"Good morning Ms. O'Hara. I trust you slept well." Mrs. Fitz said unemotionally.
"Yes, Mrs. Fitz I did." Scarlett replied still looking at Cat.
"Well you received a telegram. I will put it on your desk madam." Mrs. Fitz said placing the letter on the large desk.
"Thank you. It's probably from a man I considering buying a horse from." Scarlett said trying to make conversation.
"All the way from Atlanta?" Mrs. Fitz questioned.
"Atlanta?" Scarlett questioned a panic running through her. Scarlett seized the letter and ripped it open. As Scarlett read she felt her self becoming dizzy and having to sit down. All the letter read was…
Dear Scarlett,
Ella has taken terribly ill. We believe you better come.
Suellen Benteen
Scarlett sat frantically looking at the letter as if she was trying to process what it said.
"Scarlett, are alright?" Mrs. Fitz asked.
Scarlett looked up at her. "Mrs. Fitz, have my things packed at once. I must leave for Atlanta.
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