Moon's tear - Thanks so much
starbright - Thanks to you to
Abby Lockhart - you're so very right, and here we are
I found her in the lounge. "Hiding out?" I asked. "No, worrying" she replied. "About Molly?" I asked. She nodded. "She's going to be okay" I assured her.
"That's what I thought about the last school," she murmured. I sat down next to her on the couch, "Abby, she'll be okay, she's one hell of a kid". Using my thumb I wiped away
her fallen tears. "You think so?" she asked smiling. "I know so," I told her. "She'll do okay, she's smarter then Frank and Jerry put together." Giggling she responded "how is
that supposed to comfort me?" "I'm not quite sure, she's smarter then me, that's gotta be
something, right?" "No, not really" I lightly smacked her. "I'm a doctor, I have to be
smart." "Are you Implying that I'm not smart?" she asked. "You'll be a doctor soon" "Yea, three weeks" She replied as her face lit up. "I know, I'm really proud of you, Nurse
shifts and Med student shifts, I could never handle that" "That's cause you're a guy" I
nodded "That could be it" "Oh, I forgot" she mumbled getting up from the couch and walking to her locker. Reaching inside she removed an envelope, "for you" she said
handing it to me. "Your coming, right?" "To your graduation? I wouldn't miss it for the
world" "You really mean it?" she asked. "Yea, I mean it" I leaned in to kiss her when
someone came through the door. "Carter, Abby, trauma" Susan called. She then closed
the door. I saw fear in her eyes, as we left the room. "MVA" she shouted to us, I could
tell she was relieved. "Told you so" I whispered. "ETA?" she asked. "Now" Susan
shouted back.
"John" a voice called from behind me. "Abby?" "John, are you off?"
"Yea, why do you ask?" She pulled me into an empty exam room. "The school called,
Molly got into a fight. They want me to pick her up, I have three hours on my shift and
I'm swamped" "You want me to pick her up?" I asked. She nodded. "Abby, she'll be
fine" "I hope so". I clocked out and walked towards my jeep. She hated my jeep. Even I
hated the jeep. Molly had suggested I drive a limo but Abby and I had finally convinced
her that a limo was just too big. I pulled into the elementary school parking lot.
Kindergarten to Fifth grade. Molly would be her for a while. I easily found my way
around the school and made my way to the principal's office. Right out side his door
were two children, Molly and a large boy I didn't know. I expected to see Molly bruised
and scratched after getting into a fight with this rather big child. But it wasn't Molly who
was hurt. The boy was bruised, scratched and looked to have a couple of bite marks. Just
as luck would have the principal opened his door. "Mr.Lockhart?" he asked. "Carter" I
corrected. "Is there anything going on in the household that might have brought this on? I
don't need to discuss it with you, but please, have it sorted out by tomorrow" I nodded
and
motioned for her to follow me. She began to explain but I put up my hand to stop her,
"Your mom is working late tonight, we'll talk when we get home. If tell me the truth, and
tell me what's wrong, I'll think about not telling your mom." She smiled and took my
hand again. I gently squeezed her hand. As we drove home I explained to her how the
night would go, "When we get home I'll cook dinner and after you eat, it's bath time"
She let out a loud groan from her seat in the back. "You don't like the bath?" She shook
her head. "Shower?" Again she shook her head. "Why not?" I asked. She shrugged,
"Cause it's no fun." "What if I make it fun?" "Bath time? Fun? Impossible." "Not with
John Carter!" She giggled. "So, you'll give it a try?" She nodded.
"Here you go," I announced handing her another handful of foam from her hair.
She giggled before blowing it all over the bathroom. "See, isn't this fun?" I asked. She
vigorously nodded before returning to the remaining foam. "Lean back" I commanded
filling the pitcher up with water and pouring it over her hair. "You have shiny hair" I commented. She giggled and whispered a thank you. "So, why did you beat up that boy
in school?" I asked. She looked down at the rubber duck in her hands and whispered "he
called me a mean name and said I'm weird cause I don't have a daddy." She wiped a tear
from her eye and I took that as my cue to end bath time. I wrapped her in a bath towel and took her into my arms. "You are not weird Molly, don't ever let anyone tell you
otherwise. Your just like everyone else and you not having a daddy makes you special,
not weird." She smiled at me. "Ready for bed?" I asked. She nodded and carried her to
her room to get her dressed. As I left the room she shouted for me and I doubled back. "Mommy reads me a story" she informed me. "I'm very sorry Molly, I forgot, which
story would you like?" I asked. "Wait, let me guess, Cinderella?" She nodded as I pulled the book off the shelf. After finishing the book I made for the door but was yet again
summoned back. Shyly she informed me of the missing ingredient to a peaceful night's
sleep. "Mommy kisses me goodnight." I smiled, "will I do for tonight?" she nodded yet
again as I kissed her goodnight.
"Goodnight Molly"
"Goodnight John"
I found her in the lounge. "Hiding out?" I asked. "No, worrying" she replied. "About Molly?" I asked. She nodded. "She's going to be okay" I assured her.
"That's what I thought about the last school," she murmured. I sat down next to her on the couch, "Abby, she'll be okay, she's one hell of a kid". Using my thumb I wiped away
her fallen tears. "You think so?" she asked smiling. "I know so," I told her. "She'll do okay, she's smarter then Frank and Jerry put together." Giggling she responded "how is
that supposed to comfort me?" "I'm not quite sure, she's smarter then me, that's gotta be
something, right?" "No, not really" I lightly smacked her. "I'm a doctor, I have to be
smart." "Are you Implying that I'm not smart?" she asked. "You'll be a doctor soon" "Yea, three weeks" She replied as her face lit up. "I know, I'm really proud of you, Nurse
shifts and Med student shifts, I could never handle that" "That's cause you're a guy" I
nodded "That could be it" "Oh, I forgot" she mumbled getting up from the couch and walking to her locker. Reaching inside she removed an envelope, "for you" she said
handing it to me. "Your coming, right?" "To your graduation? I wouldn't miss it for the
world" "You really mean it?" she asked. "Yea, I mean it" I leaned in to kiss her when
someone came through the door. "Carter, Abby, trauma" Susan called. She then closed
the door. I saw fear in her eyes, as we left the room. "MVA" she shouted to us, I could
tell she was relieved. "Told you so" I whispered. "ETA?" she asked. "Now" Susan
shouted back.
"John" a voice called from behind me. "Abby?" "John, are you off?"
"Yea, why do you ask?" She pulled me into an empty exam room. "The school called,
Molly got into a fight. They want me to pick her up, I have three hours on my shift and
I'm swamped" "You want me to pick her up?" I asked. She nodded. "Abby, she'll be
fine" "I hope so". I clocked out and walked towards my jeep. She hated my jeep. Even I
hated the jeep. Molly had suggested I drive a limo but Abby and I had finally convinced
her that a limo was just too big. I pulled into the elementary school parking lot.
Kindergarten to Fifth grade. Molly would be her for a while. I easily found my way
around the school and made my way to the principal's office. Right out side his door
were two children, Molly and a large boy I didn't know. I expected to see Molly bruised
and scratched after getting into a fight with this rather big child. But it wasn't Molly who
was hurt. The boy was bruised, scratched and looked to have a couple of bite marks. Just
as luck would have the principal opened his door. "Mr.Lockhart?" he asked. "Carter" I
corrected. "Is there anything going on in the household that might have brought this on? I
don't need to discuss it with you, but please, have it sorted out by tomorrow" I nodded
and
motioned for her to follow me. She began to explain but I put up my hand to stop her,
"Your mom is working late tonight, we'll talk when we get home. If tell me the truth, and
tell me what's wrong, I'll think about not telling your mom." She smiled and took my
hand again. I gently squeezed her hand. As we drove home I explained to her how the
night would go, "When we get home I'll cook dinner and after you eat, it's bath time"
She let out a loud groan from her seat in the back. "You don't like the bath?" She shook
her head. "Shower?" Again she shook her head. "Why not?" I asked. She shrugged,
"Cause it's no fun." "What if I make it fun?" "Bath time? Fun? Impossible." "Not with
John Carter!" She giggled. "So, you'll give it a try?" She nodded.
"Here you go," I announced handing her another handful of foam from her hair.
She giggled before blowing it all over the bathroom. "See, isn't this fun?" I asked. She
vigorously nodded before returning to the remaining foam. "Lean back" I commanded
filling the pitcher up with water and pouring it over her hair. "You have shiny hair" I commented. She giggled and whispered a thank you. "So, why did you beat up that boy
in school?" I asked. She looked down at the rubber duck in her hands and whispered "he
called me a mean name and said I'm weird cause I don't have a daddy." She wiped a tear
from her eye and I took that as my cue to end bath time. I wrapped her in a bath towel and took her into my arms. "You are not weird Molly, don't ever let anyone tell you
otherwise. Your just like everyone else and you not having a daddy makes you special,
not weird." She smiled at me. "Ready for bed?" I asked. She nodded and carried her to
her room to get her dressed. As I left the room she shouted for me and I doubled back. "Mommy reads me a story" she informed me. "I'm very sorry Molly, I forgot, which
story would you like?" I asked. "Wait, let me guess, Cinderella?" She nodded as I pulled the book off the shelf. After finishing the book I made for the door but was yet again
summoned back. Shyly she informed me of the missing ingredient to a peaceful night's
sleep. "Mommy kisses me goodnight." I smiled, "will I do for tonight?" she nodded yet
again as I kissed her goodnight.
"Goodnight Molly"
"Goodnight John"