Chapter 15
My Grandchild. My Granddaughter. Making me feel my age. Knowing that one of my daughter's had a child. My full 53 years seeming so short but so long. Deciding to clear the air with everyone, Claudia, my sisters. Cutting my finals ties to the world of terrorism. So the rest of my life I can live out as a loving mother, grandmother and wife. But one of my crosses is here know to bear.
"Hello Claudia" Irina acknowledged warmly
"Irina." Was the curt response back
"So what do you think of your granddaughter?"
"She cute, but she seems to have inherited your hair."
"Well, she's the spitting image of Sydney as a baby."
"Really, you know I amazed you actually knew what she was like."
"Trust you, to use this moment to point out my past. Let Laura be the balm that brings our families back together. She is the future for both our families."
"How can I do that? Every day I will be reminded by her name. Your names actually."
"For gods sake, she's a baby. And it's a only a name. Are you going to have this reaction to everyone you meet with the name Laura or only her? Because how do you think that will make her feel, being hated by her own grandmother."
"Why that name? Why would Michael agree to it? Unless Sydney forced him into it?"
"Sydney didn't force him into anything. It was a mutual decision. Come on once and for all lets bury this."
"But what about her she's got to know about what has happened at some point."
"Yes, and when the time comes, when she's old enough she will be told the full story by me, Sydney and hopefully you. So she can get three view points on what has happened instead of just one."
"I'm still not sure. I want to see my granddaughter, to be involved with my son's life. There's just some things I need to work out in my head."
"I'm gonna go now. Give you time to think about it. I just wish that you are involved and so does Sydney."
Irina turned and left leaving Claudia staring at Laura.
"And I wish William was here to see his granddaughter."