Three Years Later
"Abby! Are you ready to go?"
"Yep, hang on a second Luka." Abby walked around in the upstairs bedroom of her and Luka's new home. Rearranging the rocking chair so it was facing the window, Abby took one last look around the freshly painted nursery and waddled out into the hallway. She gripped the railing of the stairs as she descended, a smile growing on her face when she saw Luka standing at the front door, a dozen yellow sunflowers in his hand.
"Are those for Robbie? They are beautiful."
"Yeah they are. But they aren't as beautiful as you."
Abby chuckled, "I don't know Luka. Being eight and a half months pregnant I don't exactly feel beautiful. I feel like a whale."
Luka kissed her forehead. "You are glowing. Now come on, lets go visit Robbie."
They drove in silence along the country road, enjoying the sunshine that filled the sky and warmed up the interior of the vehicle. Some twenty minutes later, Luka pulled the SUV into the front gates of the cemetery and parked under a willow tree that was lining the edge of the parking lot. Cutting the engine he looked over at Abby as he was undoing his seatbelt, "Are you ready?"
Wordlessly Abby nodded and removed her own seatbelt. "Lets go say hi."
Hand in hand, the two of them walked across a green field. Abby's sundress was blowing in the breeze and Luka's hair was lifted in the warm wind. Finally they reached the gravesite.
Kneeling down, Abby wiped the gravestone clean, reading the inscription there.
Robert Carter
February 21, 2004 - February 22, 2004 "The short time you spent with us is a gift we will forever hold cherishingly in our hearts. Love mom and dad."
Abby brushed a tear away and felt Luka's hand on her back. "Why don't we set these flowers up for him?" Luka arranged the bouquet of sunflowers in the little vase provided by the cemetery and stood back. "There."
Abby looked sadly at the beautiful headstone and regarded her dead son lovingly. "Sweetheart, we miss you so much. But you will have a little baby sister soon and I know she will love to hear about you. I will never forget."
Abby leaned down again and touched the palm of her hand on the grave, "I love you."
Her and Luka then left holding hands, walking into a future unknown.
"Abby! Are you ready to go?"
"Yep, hang on a second Luka." Abby walked around in the upstairs bedroom of her and Luka's new home. Rearranging the rocking chair so it was facing the window, Abby took one last look around the freshly painted nursery and waddled out into the hallway. She gripped the railing of the stairs as she descended, a smile growing on her face when she saw Luka standing at the front door, a dozen yellow sunflowers in his hand.
"Are those for Robbie? They are beautiful."
"Yeah they are. But they aren't as beautiful as you."
Abby chuckled, "I don't know Luka. Being eight and a half months pregnant I don't exactly feel beautiful. I feel like a whale."
Luka kissed her forehead. "You are glowing. Now come on, lets go visit Robbie."
They drove in silence along the country road, enjoying the sunshine that filled the sky and warmed up the interior of the vehicle. Some twenty minutes later, Luka pulled the SUV into the front gates of the cemetery and parked under a willow tree that was lining the edge of the parking lot. Cutting the engine he looked over at Abby as he was undoing his seatbelt, "Are you ready?"
Wordlessly Abby nodded and removed her own seatbelt. "Lets go say hi."
Hand in hand, the two of them walked across a green field. Abby's sundress was blowing in the breeze and Luka's hair was lifted in the warm wind. Finally they reached the gravesite.
Kneeling down, Abby wiped the gravestone clean, reading the inscription there.
Robert Carter
February 21, 2004 - February 22, 2004 "The short time you spent with us is a gift we will forever hold cherishingly in our hearts. Love mom and dad."
Abby brushed a tear away and felt Luka's hand on her back. "Why don't we set these flowers up for him?" Luka arranged the bouquet of sunflowers in the little vase provided by the cemetery and stood back. "There."
Abby looked sadly at the beautiful headstone and regarded her dead son lovingly. "Sweetheart, we miss you so much. But you will have a little baby sister soon and I know she will love to hear about you. I will never forget."
Abby leaned down again and touched the palm of her hand on the grave, "I love you."
Her and Luka then left holding hands, walking into a future unknown.