Please note that I do not have the names for the father or the sisters. Feel free to come up with your own names until I do. As for which girl is saying what, that your choice as well until then. Thank you.
(Flashback, 1848)
"I'm home, everyone, "called a guy who came into the door of his house! "Hey, Daddy", said two little girls as they ran up to hug the man. They looked to be the age of 7 and 10! "Hey, my little angels", he said as he bent over to greet the hug. A blonde haired, younger woman stepped into the room. "Hey, it's late, must have been a rough day." "Yeah, you know the usual; hot and dry", replied The Dad. "How is your Mom doing", he asked after a long pause, the girl got a grave expression on her face. "She's uh…not doing much better… worse in fact." The Dad shook his head in sad understanding. "I'll put them to bed", said the girl as she took the two girls by the hands and led them down the hall.
The Dad went into what looked to be the master bedroom and quietly closed the door. A woman lay, looking asleep; it was the Mom. He walked over to the bed and took her hand as he sat beside here. "Mayah…are you there"; she didn't move. "Mayah…" he said again, this time shaking her gently. Her eyes slowly opened. "_", she said with a rasped voice. "Yes, it's me. How are you feeling?" "Not good… but I'm not afraid." "What do you mean?" "You don't have to keep acting like everything is okay...I know I'm not going to make it." The father stared at her with deep soulful eyes. "But I want you to do something for me after I'm go-", she said, but was then cut off by him. "Stop, don't talk like that! You're going to be fine", he said as he began to get water eyed! "Would you just listen", she begged? He stopped and sighed. "Do you remember those ships we were talking about…the ones that were leaving to the new world?" "Of course." "Well…we were accepted." He gave her a look of disbelief. "What? This seems too good to be true!" "I know! I was waiting for the right time to tell you. I know how you can be when it comes to projects, it has to be done right away." He laughed and she smiled at him. "I wanted to enjoy it all while we could, although we don't have a lot of money...it is our home…and the children's home", she continued. "But…it looks like I don't have much of a choice now." He looked at her with deep concern and leaned forward to take her hands. "We're going to get on that boat…ALL of us." She looked at him and smiled, feeling almost as if she believed it would prove true. "I love you…", she replied. He shook his head and gave her a kiss.
As he left the room and closed the door he turned around the corner of the hall and saw the young blonde woman standing there. "Leah…did you hear all that", he asked? "…Yes. I heard about the boat…that's great news." "Yes.." She looked at him with a sad expression. "Do you really think she's going to make it", she asked at last. He walked past her and turned around to look at her. " I don't know…but I sure hope so.."; he continued on down the hall, leaving Leah alone with her thoughts.
"May she rest in peace…", said the priest and they lay a coffin into the ground; the family watched as each shovel be made. All with tears veiling their eyes, the father held the two little girls close to comfort them. Leah stood by herself.
After the last goodbyes and condolences from friends, the family laid some fresh flowers on her grave. "I can't believe Momma is gone", said _ (The 8 year old) staring down. "I know..but we do know one thing", said Leah as she wiped some tears. The two girls looked up at her. "We'll see her again someday." "Yes...and that time may be sooner than you think", said the Dad. Those words remained in Leah's mind as long as she lived…