As I held the phone up to my ear, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Like it was filled with rocks or something. Ivy seemed to take forever to answer the phone. "Ivy, we need to talk."

"Well, I was just on my way over, we can talk then, Kay."

"NO, we have to talk now." I shouted at Ivy. "Look I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell. It's just that Grace is here and is acting very strange. I think she's totally lost her mind. She is in the kitchen baking brownies like everything is fine and like she still lives here."

"Oh, that's terrible, Does your father know?"

"Yeah, he got here just a few minutes ago. I don't know what we're going to do Ivy. I know that you were supposed to come over here to have dinner with daddy but I don't think that it is such a good idea right now."

"I agree with you, Kay. Just have your father to give me a call."

"Alright I will, I'll talk to you later."

"Kay, wait.... I know that your mother and I have never had any love loss between us, but I really do hope that she's ok. And that this isn't anything serious."

"Thanks, Ivy that means a lot."

"Bye sweety."



I hung up the phone, but I didn't want to go back in that house. I want to call Miguel and let him know what is going on but I don't want to interrupt Charity's appointment. I'll just leave him a voice mail, he's probably got his cell turned off anyway. No, I'm not going to do it, I'll just wait and talk to him later. I decided that I needed to go in and help daddy, he couldn't go through this alone. When I walked in the door I heard something that will be stuck in my head for the rest of my life.

"Sam, I just had a craving for homemade brownies and it seems like the little guy agrees with me." Grace said patting her stomach like there was something there.

It broke my heart even though Grace and I hadn't gotten along in so long. I didn't want something like this to happen to her. She obviously had a mental overload with her and Daddy being seperated. She thinks that she's still pregnant with my little brother. That had been almost two years ago and now all of this came rushing back to me.

*Flashback*

I walked in to find Grace laying at the bottom of the stairwell.

"Mom, what happened?"

"Kay, you've gotta call your father and get me to the hospital."

*At the hospital*

"Sam, I'm so sorry, I couldn't save the baby." It was at that moment that our whole family started to change. And for the worse. *end flashback*

I went into the kitchen and Daddy pointed for me to go back out. He followed a few minutes later. All I kept thinking was that she's gone crazy and somehow it was my fault.

"Kay, I think that your mom is regressing to a happier time in her life and that was when she was pregnant with our youngest child. I think that she's had a mental breakdown."

"Daddy, I'm so sorry. What are we going to do? We can't just let her keep believing that everything is okay and that we're still a somewhat normal family."

"We're going to have to until I can call Dr, Mendelson. Hopefully he'll have some answers"

Grace called from the kitchen. "Hey guys, the brownies are ready. Come on in here and get some."

"Daddy, I don't think that I can play along with this for very long."

"Please try sweetheart, just please try."

"Ok, I will but It's 2:30 Miguel should be done with Charity's appointment by now and I'm going to call him and let him know what's going on. I'll be in there in just a few minutes."

"Hey sweety, How did the appointment go?"

"It was alright, she had her first ultrasound today and we got to hear the baby's heart beat."

"Oh that's nice dear. Look something is going on with Grace."

"What is it now?"

As I finished telling Miguel all that had happened he said that he'd be there in a few minutes. I hung up the phone and just sat on our porch swing. Why is it that, it never rains but pours? First I finally get Miguel, (Honestly I might add) then I lost him for a while (or so I thought), Charity is pregnant with his child, and now Grace has a nervous breakdown. Maybe if I hadn't of been so mean to her then this would have never happened. Wait a minute, why am I blaming myself for all of this if it wasn't for her, I would have had a pretty easy last two years, instead of the hell that she's put me through.

"I guess I should head back in." I said to myself.

I went to the kitchen and Grace had ate 3/4 of the pan of brownies already and was rubbing her belly.

"Hi, honey. Do you want some brownies?" she laughed and said, "There are a few left. I guess that little James was a little bit hungrier than I thought."

"Yeah, I'll have one mom." God, how it pained me to say that. But I had to keep up this charade so I didn't send her into shock or something. A few minutes later Miguel arrived and I ran outside.

"Hey babe, what's goin' on now?"

"It's awful, she thinks that she's still pregnant and I don't know how long I can keep pretending to be a happy family."

"It'll be alright we'll get through this together."

"I can always count on you to help me through my problems." I couldn't resist the urge to kiss him right then.

"What was that for?"

"That my dear was a small thank you for always being there for me."

"You don't have to worry, I'm not going anywhere I'll always be here for you. I love you, Kay."

"I love you to Miguel." With that we walked in the house holding hands.

"MIguel, why are you holding Kay's hand? Where is Charity?"

"Ummm, Mrs. Bennett. Charity and I broke up. Kay and I are together now."

"Kay, how could you do this to your cousin? You tricked him somehow didn't you?"

"No mother, I didn't trick him. Miguel loves me."

"Miguel honey whatever it was I'm sure that you and Charity can work things out just talk to her."

"Mrs. Bennett, no offense but I don't want to work things out with Charity and Kay didn't use evil this time to get me."

"Why don't you want to work things out with Charity?"

"Because I have loved Kay since we were 12 and shared our first kiss. I only settled for Charity because I couldn't have Kay."

"Well, I guess that I'll just have to support the decision that you and Kay made, no matter if I like it or not." I felt my heart break into a million pieces. Those were the words that I had wanted to come from her mouth for the last two years and the only time she can say them is when she's completely lost her mind. It was ironic but now she's the mother that I always wanted her to be. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Hold up, of course this is going to be bad. I can't pretend for very much longer. I don't think I'll every have complete happiness.....

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