Main character: Molly.
Three Weeks Later.
The doctors said I had a brain hemorrhage. It was a miracle that I that I didn't die, they can't explain why I didn't. The odds were stacked a mile high against me. I actually should have died the day of the first headache, so the fact I was able to hold on for five days is truly a gift from God. I have never been a real religious person sure I believe in God pray to Him when I'm scared and go to church twice a year. But every since this happened I just want to get down on my knees and say thanks at every moment of the day, and I have gone something completely new for me, I attended church two Sundays in a row. Jack and Annie have remarked that I'm a totally new person, and I like that.
Touring was cancelled for the rest of the year I was bit disappointed at first then I noticed maybe the rest would be real nice. Jack would not leave my side for anything in the world, even if I got up to use the bathroom he was right there. Annie took a different approach; she started to distance herself away. She told me yesterday because she was jealous of Jack and my relationship and didn't want to intrude. I think I convinced her that was not possible. Fiona was here for a couple days, she wanted to stay but we all decided that she really should finish the school year out, and that would only be another month and a half.
"Mom?" I look up from the magazine I am reading to see Jack standing at the doorway.
"Yes Sweetie?"
"Do you remember when I told you about the phone calls that night?"
"Yes I do."
"Do you think it was him? I mean do you think it was dad?" When Jack first told me the events the night of accident I wasn't sure what to make of the phone calls he received. I thought perhaps he dreamed the calls I had heard stories like that. But why had I heard the rings as well?
"Jack I really can't say for sure if it was him or not. But I truly believe it was." Jack looks at me his eyes filling with tears.
"I don't understand." Was all he managed to say.
"Jack I don't think we're suppose to understand. Just remember there are angels all around." With that said we both began to cry. I looked up to the ceiling and mouthed the words, thank you Rick.