Eli: The computers of others, what am I to do? Let's get on with it. Enjoy.
Jamie sat in the on his mom's lap as they listened to some old music. Bethany was at Danny's training, along with Ian to help train her.
The song was rockish, Celtic kind of thing, and the print on the front of the c.d. holder had Jamie curious.
"Who gave you this, mommy?"
"Daddy did for my birthday a long while ago. The person who sings it was very dear to me."
Jamie listened to the song lyrics and read the title of the song..
"Sara. Is the song about you, mommy?"
"Yes, that was what I was told." Jamie looked at the cover again.
"Mommy, what's a Conchabar?"
"It was a he. It was my friend I knew a long time ago who died."
"How did he die?"
"Well, first he got put in a coma by Uncle Jake, but by accident. Then this mean woman Aras."
"Skunk hair?" Jamie inquired. Sara raised her eyebrow at him. "Daddy told us about a woman who looked just like you named Aras. But daddy calls her skunk hair." Sara laughed.
"Okay, skunk hair shot him while he was in a coma. His body couldn't heal himself, so he died."
"Oh, sorry mommy."
"It's alright, Jamie. He was meant to die." Sara looked downcast.
"Did you love him, mommy?"
"If I had had more time with him, I might've."
"He might've been my daddy, huh?" Jamie asked. He wouldn't have wanted this conchabar as a daddy. He loved HIS daddy just fine. Sara looked at down at Jamie.
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"Would you have picked him over daddy?"
"At the time, yes, I would. But now, no way in the world."
"If you liked Conchabar better, the why did you marry daddy?" Sara smiled.
"Now there's an interesting story. Well, at the time, me and daddy weren't on good terms."
"Was it because grandfather possessed him and sent the black dragons after you? Because if it was, it wasn't daddy's fault." Sara stared at him. "What, mommy?"
"I am going to have a long discussion with your father about the content of the stories he's telling you."
"But the stories are good!" Jamie protested. Sara couldn't figure out for the life of her how a child could like about hearing something that could've been up on the scale of "The Exorcist."
"Well, anyway, we didn't really like each other."
"Daddy says that he always loved you, though." Sara sighed.
"Jamie, do you want to hear the story or not?"
"Yes, please."
"Well, Conchabar died. I was very hurt and broken. I did something's to numb the pain, not the best things, either."
"What did you do?"
"I tried to drink it off, not to think about it."
"Oh, then what happened?"
"While I was like this, your daddy watched over me until I was better. That was very honorable."
"I thought he stalked you."
"Well, this was different. He was in the position where he could've pushed himself on me and I wouldn't have known. But he didn't. I guess he kind of won me over after that."
"Oh. So you do love daddy?"
"Yes, you know I do." She smiled at Jamie who took a moment to settle all the information. He got off Sara's lap and sat down on the chair across from her.
"Jamie?"
"I was squishing my baby brother." Sara laughed.
"Well, thank you for the concern." She picked up a note pad and started jotting things down on it.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Jamie?"
"How come Uncle Jake and daddy didn't use to get along?"
"Because they are very different people."
"But I don't get it. I understand why he might not have gotten along with Uncle Danny or Uncle Gabriel, but he didn't do anything to Uncle Jake."
"Let's just say it's a match of too much testosterone."
"Oh. Mommy, what are you writing?"
"I'm trying to think of a middle name for your baby brother. His first name is going to be Andrew."
"Hey, why don't we name him conchabar?" Sara laughed again.
"Because we don't hate your baby brother, and Conchabar was not his real name. His real name was John."
"Then let's name him Andrew John Nottingham!" Sara smiled.
"Andrew John. I like that. Thank you Jamie. You can tell your brother you named him when he grows up."
Jamie smiled. He would like that.
Coming Attractions:
You Make Me Sick
Jamie sat in the on his mom's lap as they listened to some old music. Bethany was at Danny's training, along with Ian to help train her.
The song was rockish, Celtic kind of thing, and the print on the front of the c.d. holder had Jamie curious.
"Who gave you this, mommy?"
"Daddy did for my birthday a long while ago. The person who sings it was very dear to me."
Jamie listened to the song lyrics and read the title of the song..
"Sara. Is the song about you, mommy?"
"Yes, that was what I was told." Jamie looked at the cover again.
"Mommy, what's a Conchabar?"
"It was a he. It was my friend I knew a long time ago who died."
"How did he die?"
"Well, first he got put in a coma by Uncle Jake, but by accident. Then this mean woman Aras."
"Skunk hair?" Jamie inquired. Sara raised her eyebrow at him. "Daddy told us about a woman who looked just like you named Aras. But daddy calls her skunk hair." Sara laughed.
"Okay, skunk hair shot him while he was in a coma. His body couldn't heal himself, so he died."
"Oh, sorry mommy."
"It's alright, Jamie. He was meant to die." Sara looked downcast.
"Did you love him, mommy?"
"If I had had more time with him, I might've."
"He might've been my daddy, huh?" Jamie asked. He wouldn't have wanted this conchabar as a daddy. He loved HIS daddy just fine. Sara looked at down at Jamie.
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"Would you have picked him over daddy?"
"At the time, yes, I would. But now, no way in the world."
"If you liked Conchabar better, the why did you marry daddy?" Sara smiled.
"Now there's an interesting story. Well, at the time, me and daddy weren't on good terms."
"Was it because grandfather possessed him and sent the black dragons after you? Because if it was, it wasn't daddy's fault." Sara stared at him. "What, mommy?"
"I am going to have a long discussion with your father about the content of the stories he's telling you."
"But the stories are good!" Jamie protested. Sara couldn't figure out for the life of her how a child could like about hearing something that could've been up on the scale of "The Exorcist."
"Well, anyway, we didn't really like each other."
"Daddy says that he always loved you, though." Sara sighed.
"Jamie, do you want to hear the story or not?"
"Yes, please."
"Well, Conchabar died. I was very hurt and broken. I did something's to numb the pain, not the best things, either."
"What did you do?"
"I tried to drink it off, not to think about it."
"Oh, then what happened?"
"While I was like this, your daddy watched over me until I was better. That was very honorable."
"I thought he stalked you."
"Well, this was different. He was in the position where he could've pushed himself on me and I wouldn't have known. But he didn't. I guess he kind of won me over after that."
"Oh. So you do love daddy?"
"Yes, you know I do." She smiled at Jamie who took a moment to settle all the information. He got off Sara's lap and sat down on the chair across from her.
"Jamie?"
"I was squishing my baby brother." Sara laughed.
"Well, thank you for the concern." She picked up a note pad and started jotting things down on it.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Jamie?"
"How come Uncle Jake and daddy didn't use to get along?"
"Because they are very different people."
"But I don't get it. I understand why he might not have gotten along with Uncle Danny or Uncle Gabriel, but he didn't do anything to Uncle Jake."
"Let's just say it's a match of too much testosterone."
"Oh. Mommy, what are you writing?"
"I'm trying to think of a middle name for your baby brother. His first name is going to be Andrew."
"Hey, why don't we name him conchabar?" Sara laughed again.
"Because we don't hate your baby brother, and Conchabar was not his real name. His real name was John."
"Then let's name him Andrew John Nottingham!" Sara smiled.
"Andrew John. I like that. Thank you Jamie. You can tell your brother you named him when he grows up."
Jamie smiled. He would like that.
Coming Attractions:
You Make Me Sick