The summer sun shone through the window he stared out. He could see little children running-a-muck, laughing and giggling as they did. Smiling he turned back to face her. Jamie Carter smiled back.
"Hey, you're up," Landon smiled.
"Yeah, I am," the girl replied.
It had been three months since he had gotten out of the Hospital. Three entire months. It was now mid-June. After long consideration, Hegbert and Cynthia had allowed Landon to move over to the Sullivan's, considering..
It would be another sixth months or so, and Jamie had switched medications several times over these past few months. They finally found one that didn't make her sick, and was safe. The doctors said she may hold out as long as to the birth day, but that there was a seventy-percent chance she would die giving birth.
No one was sure, though. Only God knew. But Jamie didn't seem worried, she carried on with her happy ways all the time, always smiling and talking about after giving birth, like she -was- going to live. Which he, and she both hoped she would.
Now as the two sat in the late afternoon, as the sun's glow slowly faded but was still bright, almost blinding, they talked. "Maybe we should think of baby names, Landon," Jamie insisted.
"Uh, sure, I guess," Landon blinked.
"Landon, Jr. sounds cute, if it's a boy," Jamie giggled.
"Hope'd be nice if it was girl," Landon smiled.
"Yes, that would be nice."
"Huh... Elizabeth?"
"Maybe Michael Landon.. Wait, maybe not.."
"Elizabeth Jamie? My first and middle name backwards?"
"Rolands Landon, hah.."
"This is tougher than I thought.. I guess we should actually see the baby before we make up names. It'd help." Jamie blinked.
"Yeah..." said Landon, tiredly. He had been up all night watching Jamie sleep. It was a beautiful thing, seeing her sleep, so quiet and peaceful, happy and joyful. He loved her so much. But now he just couldn't keep his eyes open.
"Uhhhgg..." Landon slowly drifted off in the chair he had pulled up to Jamie's bed. Jamie smiled some, looking at him. Father of her baby.
"Cute.." She whispered. Maybe the baby would have his cute looks, she wondered, but she put that thought away for later and just watched him sleep.
He looked so peaceful there, just lying -- sitting there. Not moving, except for the slow movement of his breathing. She loved him so much and was glad they had meet. Glad about all of this. Glad they were married.
As I look
Onto your face,
I see that smile
It never fades.
Never to fail
day or night,
You really are
my true light.
"Hey, you're up," Landon smiled.
"Yeah, I am," the girl replied.
It had been three months since he had gotten out of the Hospital. Three entire months. It was now mid-June. After long consideration, Hegbert and Cynthia had allowed Landon to move over to the Sullivan's, considering..
It would be another sixth months or so, and Jamie had switched medications several times over these past few months. They finally found one that didn't make her sick, and was safe. The doctors said she may hold out as long as to the birth day, but that there was a seventy-percent chance she would die giving birth.
No one was sure, though. Only God knew. But Jamie didn't seem worried, she carried on with her happy ways all the time, always smiling and talking about after giving birth, like she -was- going to live. Which he, and she both hoped she would.
Now as the two sat in the late afternoon, as the sun's glow slowly faded but was still bright, almost blinding, they talked. "Maybe we should think of baby names, Landon," Jamie insisted.
"Uh, sure, I guess," Landon blinked.
"Landon, Jr. sounds cute, if it's a boy," Jamie giggled.
"Hope'd be nice if it was girl," Landon smiled.
"Yes, that would be nice."
"Huh... Elizabeth?"
"Maybe Michael Landon.. Wait, maybe not.."
"Elizabeth Jamie? My first and middle name backwards?"
"Rolands Landon, hah.."
"This is tougher than I thought.. I guess we should actually see the baby before we make up names. It'd help." Jamie blinked.
"Yeah..." said Landon, tiredly. He had been up all night watching Jamie sleep. It was a beautiful thing, seeing her sleep, so quiet and peaceful, happy and joyful. He loved her so much. But now he just couldn't keep his eyes open.
"Uhhhgg..." Landon slowly drifted off in the chair he had pulled up to Jamie's bed. Jamie smiled some, looking at him. Father of her baby.
"Cute.." She whispered. Maybe the baby would have his cute looks, she wondered, but she put that thought away for later and just watched him sleep.
He looked so peaceful there, just lying -- sitting there. Not moving, except for the slow movement of his breathing. She loved him so much and was glad they had meet. Glad about all of this. Glad they were married.
As I look
Onto your face,
I see that smile
It never fades.
Never to fail
day or night,
You really are
my true light.