5 years later
"Time waits for no one." Lucy muttered, and smiled. She had finished college, and had begun preaching at her father's church. Chandler and Roxanne had moved to the next town over, and Chandler preached at that church, and Roxanne was the head of the police department there. Eric had retired, and had been visiting George, and his mother and father for the last three months. Once Lucy had begun preaching, she loved it even more than the thought of doing it. She became a very good minister, and her and Kevin stayed married. They now lived in the house, along with Eric, and the twins.
Annie, Mary and Ruthie had moved. Lucy did not know where to, and she didn't want to know. Thinking of them made her sad because she still loved them very much, but knew that they did not love her. Wherever they were, she hoped they were safe and happy. She blamed herself for their actions, not because she had the abortion, but her life beforehand. If she had spent a little more time with Ruthie, maybe she would have listened to Lucy's side of the story on that fateful night. If she had appreciated mom more, maybe she would have done the same, and accepted Lucy's decision. Mary, she did not know what she could have done better. Her and Mary were the closest of sisters, and it hurt her to know that her closest friend hated her.
Simon never woke up. He was still in the coma, and Lucy, Kevin, Sam, David and Eric visited him every day. It seemed that the only one time waited for was Simon. He didn't grow older, and was basically frozen in time, because of him being frozen in the coma.
Kevin had moved up in the police force in Glen Oak and had become a detective. Lucy was waiting for him in her home office, what used to be the garage apartment. When she had become the minister at the church, Eric wanted to give her his office, but Lucy insisted she take the apartment, she knew how much Eric liked that little room, and he still liked to write books on occasion. Lucy sat in her chair and spun around, then started to write on a sermon for the week after next. She didn't get very far until Kevin had come home.
"Lucy, what's up?" he asked. Lucy smiled.
"Kevin, I'm pregnant."
"Time waits for no one." Lucy muttered, and smiled. She had finished college, and had begun preaching at her father's church. Chandler and Roxanne had moved to the next town over, and Chandler preached at that church, and Roxanne was the head of the police department there. Eric had retired, and had been visiting George, and his mother and father for the last three months. Once Lucy had begun preaching, she loved it even more than the thought of doing it. She became a very good minister, and her and Kevin stayed married. They now lived in the house, along with Eric, and the twins.
Annie, Mary and Ruthie had moved. Lucy did not know where to, and she didn't want to know. Thinking of them made her sad because she still loved them very much, but knew that they did not love her. Wherever they were, she hoped they were safe and happy. She blamed herself for their actions, not because she had the abortion, but her life beforehand. If she had spent a little more time with Ruthie, maybe she would have listened to Lucy's side of the story on that fateful night. If she had appreciated mom more, maybe she would have done the same, and accepted Lucy's decision. Mary, she did not know what she could have done better. Her and Mary were the closest of sisters, and it hurt her to know that her closest friend hated her.
Simon never woke up. He was still in the coma, and Lucy, Kevin, Sam, David and Eric visited him every day. It seemed that the only one time waited for was Simon. He didn't grow older, and was basically frozen in time, because of him being frozen in the coma.
Kevin had moved up in the police force in Glen Oak and had become a detective. Lucy was waiting for him in her home office, what used to be the garage apartment. When she had become the minister at the church, Eric wanted to give her his office, but Lucy insisted she take the apartment, she knew how much Eric liked that little room, and he still liked to write books on occasion. Lucy sat in her chair and spun around, then started to write on a sermon for the week after next. She didn't get very far until Kevin had come home.
"Lucy, what's up?" he asked. Lucy smiled.
"Kevin, I'm pregnant."