***This is my sequel to a New Year... This is a trial chapter so if you like it please review and tell me it is a good idea...***PLEASE REVIEW THIS IS STILL A DEMO CHAPTER***
Five Years After High school Graduation
Lizzie massaged the baby shampoo into Sinead's head slowly. They had gotten up at about 9 o'clock, and Lizzie decided to give Sinead a bath before going over Miranda's house.
"Head back hun," Lizzie instructed her, and Sinead tilted her head back and Lizzie rinsed it with the bath water. She wrapped Sinead and a fluffy purple towel and carried her into her room.
"What do you want to wear today?" Lizzie asked her, as she put on Sinead's underwear. Sinead walked over to her closet and opened it up. Lizzie sat on her Disney Princess' bedspread and waited. Sinead seemed awfully quiet today. She was usually yakking up a storm. Sinead reached up and pulled down a light blue sun dress with flowers on it. Lizzie pulled it over her head and buttoned the back. She picked up a small brush and sat Sinead on her lap on the bed. She brushed her hair and watched the curls spring into place. She had gorgeous hair.
"What do you want for breakfast sweetie, anything special you want today?" She was trying to coax Sinead into her normal mood, or to tell her what was wrong.
"Trawberry toast" Sinead answered, she couldn't pronounce S's at the beginning of words just yet.
Lizzie lead Sinead downstairs and turned on the T.V. Sinead started watching some children's show on the Disney Channel. Madeline. Lizzie recognized from the theme song. Lizzie popped two pieces of bread into the toaster and when she heard the ding she applied strawberry jam on them.
"Sinead, your breakfast is ready" Lizzie called her, and in two minutes in came Sinead, her curls bouncing. Lizzie put one piece of toast in front of Sinead, and one in front of her. She grabbed Sinead's pink sippie cup, and filled it with half water and half apple juice. She placed that in front of Sinead also. Sinead went to eating her toast almost immediately. Lizzie made her another piece, put it in front of her, and sat down at the table, across from Sinead.
"Sinead, do you want to tell mommy why you are being so quiet today." Lizzie asked her, taking a bite of her own piece of toast.
"Does daddy till love us?" Sinead asked her. Lizzie was surprised by this question. She went over and gave Sinead a hug,
"Of course, sweetheart, why would you think that?" Lizzie asked.
Sinead's eyes filled with tears. "Well, daddy never is home anymore, I miss him." Sinead told her, starting to cry. Gordo and Sinead were super close. When Sinead was born, Gordo was so happy. He had told everyone it was the little girl he always wanted. He had never had any siblings so he wanted Sinead to have as many as Lizzie would allow. And as Sinead got older, they had even gotten closer. Gordo used to take her to the park everyday; sometime he would even take her to work with him. Lizzie hadn't noticed it, but he was coming home less and less often. And to be honest, Lizzie missed him a lot too. There hadn't been any chances for them to even try for more children, he was never home, and when he came home, she was already asleep. She knew Sinead was lonely sometimes; she knew it because she watched her play at the park alone, and watched Sinead look at the brothers and sisters and ask her when she could get one. Lizzie wanted four children, an even number, but that obviously wasn't the plan for Gordo. Lizzie thought he wanted lots of kids too, but her was never home to even try for more. She shouldn't complain, some couple's couldn't have any children, and she had the perfect little girl. Look at Miranda and Ethan. They had Evan and Miranda was now 4 months pregnant. Lizzie knew Ethan wanted at least 7 kids, she heard Miranda and him arguing about it once. Miranda had told him her body wasn't made to ""pop" out that many babies. And Ethan had told her they should at least try, and trying they were.
"He has to work hard for us, but that doesn't mean he loves you any less." Lizzie kissed Sinead on the forehead.
"You ready to go to Aunt Miranda's?" Lizzie asked her, trying to cheer up her teary daughter. Sinead immediately smiled and Lizzie walked to the closet and gout out her pink jacket. She slipped it on Sinead and headed for the garage; she picked Sinead up and buckled her in her car seat in the back. Lizzie had a 1990 red Camry. It was an old but reliable car. She backed up out of the driveway and headed down the familiar road to Miranda's house. Lizzie popped in a tape and she immediately heard Sinead quietly singing along with Blue from Blue's Clue's. He was singing something about how numbers were fun. Lizzie's mind was elsewhere. She couldn't help thinking of Gordo. She was his wife; after all, she was practically raising their daughter on her own. She was only 23. They would have to have a little chat about this when he came home, tonight. If he did come home, that is……
"Hey girl!" Miranda opened the door and practically got knocked over by a hug from Sinead. "Nice to see you too sweetie, how are you?" Miranda hugged the little girl, the exact replica of Gordo in female form and with blue eyes.
"Good!" Sinead said as she ran off to find Evan. Evan was in the living room watching Bob the Builder on T.V. And now The next person to come to the door was Lizzie. And she gave her a big hug too.
"Hey, How're you?" Miranda asked her. Miranda stepped back from the hug and looked at her friend. She didn't look happy. "Come on girl, let's go inside and have a little talk" She grabbed Lizzie's hand and pulled her into the kitchen.
"You're looking good, how's Evan?" Lizzie asked her, obviously avoiding Miranda's questions.
"Ok Lizzie, enough with the small talk, yes I'm doing find, Evan is fine, Ethan is fine, and my unborn baby is fine. What is up with you? You look depressed. Tell me what's wrong. I know something's up."
Lizzie took a deep breathe. "Nothing is wrong, I just ... miss Gordo, ya know. Has Ethan ever gone out of town for a while…?" Lizzie asked her.
"Well he went away from us for two days at some teaching seminar; he taught the children all about news casting. He said he couldn't say away that long, he missed us to much." Miranda smiled wistfully and noticed Lizzie wince. "Not that Gordo doesn't love you and Sinead, you know he does. His work just takes him out of town, he doesn't have a choice." Miranda scooted closer to Lizzie, and Lizzie put her head down on the table.
"Sinead asked me why her daddy didn't love her anymore, that's what made me worried. Should I talk to him about his job, tell him how I feel. He knows I also want to have more children, he tells me we will, but when? Sinead is three, I don't want there to be that much of an age difference, ya know? And besides we haven't even gotten a chance to try for more kids…" Lizzie trailed off. She looked up at Miranda and gave her a lopsided smile. Miranda rubbed Lizzie's back.
"You know, if you never have anymore kids, my kids will be like siblings to Sinead..." She told her trying to cheer her up. "Besides at least you don't have Ethan, who plans for me to be pregnant practically the day after I am allowed to be. He thinks I'm a baby machine. Just stick in your quarter, crank, and out comes the surprise" Miranda joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Evan waddled in from the living room. Miranda smiled. Evan had wavy blonde hair and dark Hispanic skin; his eyes were a dark deep brown. He always carried a slightly confused grin, which looked exactly how Ethan's did in middle and highschool.
"Hey, baby…" Lizzie cooed at him.
Evan grunted, which was all he could do now and he raised his arms out to Lizzie. Knowing baby sign language, Lizzie picked him up and gave him a big kiss. Sinead crawled into Miranda's lap. It was amazing how much Sinead looked like Gordo. She even sometimes gave you glares trying to communicate that she knew everything. It was cute. Miranda had been a little surprised when Lizzie told her they were going to name her Sinead Patricia Gordon. Miranda almost expressed to Lizzie that she didn't think the name was very attractive. But Gordo had been so excited, that his baby girl would have his grandmother's name, she didn't say a word. Besides the name Sinead did grow on you, even if Patricia didn't. She now loved the name Sinead, it was so unique. Miranda even sometimes wished she had called Andy something more unusual. But Ethan said if it was a boy he would have the final say on what the name was, and vice versa if it was a girl. Miranda agreed, hoping she was having a girl this time, even if she had a boy, she wouldn't be disappointed.
"You babe's ready to go shopping…" Miranda got up and smiled at Lizzie. "Wanna take the van…you'll drive. I can almost not fit behind the wheel." Sinead giggled. "You wouldn't want me to get stuck, now would you?" She rustled the little girl's curls, picked her up. And the four of them headed to the mall.
On his flight home, Gordo slept most of them way. He dreamt about Sinead, about high school and especially about Lizzie. He so desperately wanted to hold her, it hurt him. He could picture her shoulder length blonde hair, and the way her nose crinkled up when she laughed. He also had other picture's of her in his mind…Damn… he couldn't wait to get home. He hated working. Not being with his family. The two loves of his life. His girls. He could also picture Sinead, her brown curls flopping on the tire swing in their back yard. As a birthday present to Sinead, Gordo had taken the swing down from Lizzie's yard, with her parent's permission of course, and put it up in their own. He hadn't seen Lizzie awake in what seemed like months. He was always coming in late, and leaving early. He had caught an early flight out of Boston, in order to surprise the two of them. Gordo opened his wallet and looked at the most recent family picture of the three of them. It was taken about 2 months ago. Gordo put it back in his wallet, arranged the pillow behind his head. And closed his eyes.
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