Chapter 9- I'll be here for you
Monica was awoken the next morning by the fresh sent of the sea. She smiled as she glanced at her husband, who was still sleeping peacefully. She kissed him gently so as to not wake him up just yet. She laid back down and tried to get back to sleep, but she couldn't, perhaps she could get a start on all of the things that they had to do that day, before Andrew even woke up. That would be a nice surprise for him. But first, she felt that she really needed a bath, because, after all, she was covered in sand and dirt, which kept making her sneeze. So she made her way down to the beach. She waded into the water and then she took a deep breath and went under. Out of nowhere she felt that something had wrapped its self around her and was tightening its grip. Suddenly she was allowed to come up for air. Gasping, she turned around to face her captor, and it turned out to be her husband. She laughed as their lips met in a firry kiss and he ran his finders though her wet hair.
"Good morning Mrs. Wings."
"Good morning my darling." She said as he stared intently into her eyes.
"You know, sometimes, I don't know why I didn't fall in love with you the minute that I laid eyes upon you."
"Maybe you did. Maybe you just didn't know it then."
"Still, we wasted two years."
"A year and a half."
"We only knew each other for a year and a half?"
"Yes. And, by the way, I fell in love with you when I first saw you."
He smiled and kissed her again. She ran her hand down his back as he deepened their kiss. The couple fell back into the water, the waves covering them like a silk blanket. They came back up, gasping for air and laughing happily. As soon as they had recovered he took her in his arms again.
"I don't know when I fell in love with you. But I do know this. I love you more now than I did when I married you. And when I married you, I loved you more than I ever thought possible. And everyday, I love you more and more." He was barely able to finish before their lips met again, this time in an intense, demanding manner.
"I love you." She whispered as they pulled apart, her lips barely inches from his.
"I love you too, my precious angel, more than you can ever, ever imagine."
He couldn't seem to help himself and he kissed his wife once more. The kiss lasted for quite a long time, for he couldn't bring himself to let go of her and she didn't want him to let her go. Finally, when both required air they broke their kiss.
"Andrew." She whispered.
"Yeah." He said, sweetly kissing the top of her head.
"Do you ever think you're dreaming?"
"Yes. Because everyday with you is like living in a dream world."
"And every moment in your arms is another dream."
"And each kiss is a blessing." He kissed her lips very quickly and softly, holding her tighter and kissing the top of her head once more.
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The minute that Tessa arrived back in the house she ran up the stairs, down the hall and into her bedroom. There she found Zoe lying on her bed crying. Tessa climbed on her bed beside her and threw her arms around her. Only instead of giving her words of comfort she too began to cry.
"What's wrong with our baby sister?"
"She's great, it was her appendix, she'll be home in a few days."
"Tessa, I have a question."
"Sure."
"I know that it's not really up to you, but if Mom and Dad really are gone can Sophie and I come with you? Uncle Adam and Aunt Gloria are great and everything, but.."
"I understand, and I promise that I won't leave you guys, okay?"
"Okay. I wish Grandma was here." By Grandma, she met Aunt Tess, they sometimes called her that.
"I do too."
"I'm here babies." She said as she sat on the bed and gathered the girls in her arms.
"Will our Mom and Dad be okay?" Zoe sniffled.
"Yes. But just remember, that I'll always be here for you."
"Please don't leave us Grandma, please." Tessa cried, as she clung to her grandmother.
"I won't. I won't. Want me to tell you about when you were little?"
"Yes." The girls nodded.
"Alright, but first we must pray."
And so they prayed. By the time that they had finished their long prayer, a frightened, exhausted Zoe had fallen asleep. Tess tucked her into bed and kissed her goodnight.
"Now, what can I do for you baby?" She asked Tessa.
"Well," she replied as she hugged Tess, "I'd like to talk, but I need to get back to Sophie. I don't want to leave her alone."
"No, Gloria's taking care of that. You just sit with me."
"Okay." She whispered as she clung to Tess, she now felt free to let the tears that had built up inside her for the past few hours flow out of her eyes as though they were competing with Niagra Falls.
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"What are you doing?" Sophie asked. Tessa sat by her bedside in the hospital.
"You and I," she said, "are going to finish Mommy's dress."
"Where is Mommy?" She asked. Tessa didn't know how to respond to this.
"She's still on vacation."
"Oh." Although the little girl was puzzled as to why her aunt had suddenly come and not her mother, she was too tired to say anything else.
"Go home?" Sophie asked eagerly.
"No, not today." Sophie looked as though she might cry.
"You get to go home tomarrow morning. So just sit and relax. Now, the dress is the thing!"
