Coming home from the hospital, Brigitta and Daystar were dropped off by Bakari. It was just like Frank had suspected. Daystar just has a little cold. She'll be over it soon.

As soon as the mother walked in the front door carrying her daughter, she was greeted by her older daughter Clover.

"Hi Mommy!"

Brigitta smiled, "Hey baby. I missed you. Where's your Daddy?"

"Daddy truck."

"Hmm...Daddy's in his truck?" Brigitta wondered, "I didn't see Daddy's truck."

Clover nodded, "Daddy go bye-bye."

"Oh, okay."

Clover is a talker. She loves to talk. Since the moment she learned to talk, she hasn't stopped.

"Bye-bye Mommy." Clover uttered before running off to go play.

Brigitta laughed and then headed upstairs with Daystar. It was almost naptime so she was going to feed the five month old and then place her down in her crib.

Meanwhile with Frank, whose young daughter was right, he had taken his truck and gone into town, taking Honest, Prudence and Ronnie with him. It was Sheila's birthday in a few days - on the 11th. He had taken the kids to the outlet mall to get her a birthday present.

Being the older brother, Honest decided to let his younger sister and brother go first. Prudence already knew what she wanted to get her mom. Two weeks ago when they had been shopping for presents for Ronnie's second birthday and Moonshine's third birthday, she had seen a bracelet that she wanted to get for her mom.

Ronnie's birthday had been on October 3rd and Moonshine's was on the 5th.

Prudence dragged her father through one of the department stores, and over to the jewelry section. Honest was lagging behind, carrying his little brother. Ronnie had gotten tired of walking and he only wanted his big brother to carry him.

Prudence pointed out a bracelet that had the word 'blessed' engraved on it.

"I want to get this for Mommy." Prudence told her father

Frank smiled as he nodded, understanding why his daughter wanted to get that for her mother. Sheila always says that she's blessed and grateful anytime someone asks how she is. It only makes sense that she should own a bracelet that says blessed on it. Plus to anyone who would ask her, it's true. She has a wonderful husband and three beautiful children. She would say that she truly is blessed.

"Alright, Rue." Frank replied to his daughter before calling over one of the workers.

Frank paid for the bracelet and had it boxed up before handing it to Prudence, who wanted to hold it. He turned to his sons, taking Ronnie from Honest.

"So big guy, what do you want to get for your mom?"

Honest shook his head, "No, it's okay, Dad. Ronnie can go first."

Frank nodded, looking at Ronnie, "Okay, little man. What do you want to get Mommy?"

"Toys!" Ronnie exclaimed

Honest and Prudence laughed.

"I don't think Mama wants toys for her birthday." Honest said

"No, I don't think so either." Frank agreed.

Back at Mount Horeb, Teresa was in the kitchen cooking lunch - macaroni n cheese with pork-free hotdogs. The people of Mount Horeb don't eat pork because God forbids his followers to eat swine 'because it parts the hoof but does not chew the cud'. In Deuteronomy 14:8 it says 'And the pig, because it parts the hoof but does not chew the cud, is unclean for you'.

While cooking and listening to gospel music, Teresa thought back to when she had first met Frank in 1984. She had been fifteen and was completely in awe of him and what he was doing at Mount Horeb.

Teresa didn't have a lot of friends in high school or really in any grade. She was a bit of an outlier, a social outcast. She was never popular. Her little sister Mary had always been popular, but not as outgoing as Teresa. Mary was and still is more shy.

Shortly after meeting Frank, Teresa and her family started attending his chapel meetings and learning what he was teaching. She quickly became one of Frank's most passionate followers. In 1985, Teresa, her older brother Harrison and younger sister Mary all moved to Mount Horeb, and in May of 1986, Teresa became his third wife.

Even though Monica is the first, she's flighty and Sheila isn't as passionate in her faith as Teresa is. That's why Teresa is queen bee. However, she's also aware that her sister Mary is Frank's favorite wife. She's not offended by that. She's used to it. Her sister is gorgeous. The boys have always loved Mary more. She looks like an angel. Teresa knows that looks aren't everything. Mary knows that too. Teresa is very pretty also, but what she lacks in looks compared to her sister, she makes up for in personality.

Teresa is also a wonderful singer. She was listening and singing along to Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen.

"Mama?" Fiona ventured into the kitchen.

"What's up, baby?"

Fiona stared at Teresa, "Oh...I was looking for Mama Whit."

"Oh, Mama Whitney in the gym with Justice and Valor."

Fiona nodded, before rushing out of the kitchen.

'Mama Whitney' is great at braiding hair and doing makeup, and Fiona wants her hair braided.

One of the great things about having so many moms is that they all have their own strengths. While Monica may be a shit mom with her own issues, it doesn't matter because Fiona wasn't lacking for a mother. She has nine other mothers, who all love her like she's their own.

All of Frank's wives loved all of his children, including children that weren't their own. Frank's children were not just special, but really beautiful as well and so they were loved.

Upon reaching the gymnasium, Fiona ran inside, running right over to Whitney.

"Mama!" Fiona exclaimed, "Can you braid my hair, please?"

Whitney smiled, "Of course, lovey. Sit down on my lap and I'll braid your hair. How many braids do you want?"

"Two please."

"Okay." Whitney agreed

Fiona sat down on Whitney's criss-crossed legs, sitting in the little open space in between. Her younger brother Valor and sister Justice were running around.

With Valor being 22 months old and Justice being 21 months, they are only a month apart in age and both very active toddlers.

Whitney kept a loose eye on the two toddlers as she braided Fiona's hair in two french braids. That was the type of braid that Fiona loved the best.

Whitney is very girly. She loves braiding hair and doing makeup. She can't wait until her own daughter's hair is long enough to braid. Justice has really pretty hair. Right now though her brunette hair is short, barely reaching the nape of her neck, and she has these little curls at the ends. Only on the ends though. The rest of her hair is straight.

When Whitney finished braiding Fiona's hair, she kissed the top of the four year old's head, telling her that she's all done.

"Thanks Mama." Fiona said, turning around and hugging Whitney.

"You're welcome, sweet girl." Whitney replied, giving Fiona a tight squeeze back, "I know that your Mommy isn't around much but, never forget how much you are loved, that I love you very much. Okay? You're a very special little girl and someday you are gonna do great things, and that will all be without your mother."

Fiona nodded, "I know. I love you too, Mama."

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