Chapter 12- We're going home!
Suddenly the door flew open and Tessa was surprised to see Sophie. What in the world was she doing up so early? This was unlike her. Tessa watched as Sophie climbed onto her bed and crawled up next to her. She simply sat there and stared at her.
"Good morning Sophie."
"Morning Tessa!"
"What do you want to do today?"
"Dress!"
"Dress? Oh, you mean Mommy's dress!"
"Yes pwease."
"Oh, well, I don't…"
"Let's do it Tessa! I'd love to help!" Zoë sprang up.
"Okay. It's settled then, we'll do it!" Tessa said, her spirits lifted, now that her sister's were.
"Yay!" Sophie squealed.
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So the girls got out of bed and prepared for their day. They then retreated to the kitchen where they resumed their work on the dress for their mother. By eight o'clock they were on a roll, so to speak.
"Good morning girls." Came the voice of Aunt Gloria.
"Good morning Aunt Gloria." They said in unison.
"Wow, what are you three so cheery about today?"
"We're just happy, that's all."
"We're optimistic."
"This is for our Mommy." Sophie said, holding up a piece of the dress.
Gloria smiled and laughed.
"I'm sure she'll love it too." She kissed each of the girls on top of their head and grabbed her coat off the rack. "Tessa, will you please take care of the twins today. They're in their room."
"Of course." She said. "Where's Uncle Adam?"
"He left very early this morning. He'll be back around dinner, I think." She laughed as she disappeared.
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A couple of hours later the kids were all standing in a row in the living room, patiently awaiting the orders of Tessa, who held a feather duster over her shoulder.
"Michael, Olivia. You put away all the toys. Zoë, dust everything. And Sophie, fall out." They all walked off in the order that they were told. "As for me, I have to watch them fix the window.
It was pleasant in the city that day, and Tessa sat in the living room sewing on the dress as she watched the new window being put in. Although Aunt Gloria and Uncle Adam had already found out about it, she hoped that her parents wouldn't notice. It was, after all, their house, which they'd gotten just after she'd been born. If they noticed it, it wasn't her problem, or Zoë's for that matter, it's not like they'd caused the window to be broken. If anything, they could be pinned for helping to fix, said window. Finally Zoë, Sophie and the twins marched back into the living room.
"We're finished." Olivia informed her.
"So are we." Said one of the workmen, and with that they left.
"Thank you." Tessa called as she heard the front door shut. "Good job guys. What do you want to do now?"
"Dress!"
"No Sophie, a little later."
"Well, it's four o'clock. It's time for Michael's reading lesson." Olivia said, taking her brother by the hand as she turned and she dragged him up the stairs.
"But Livy! I hardly know my ABC's!" They heard him cry out. The three sisters exchanged glances.
"Well, Sophie, I guess that we can go and work on the dress."
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The next morning when Monica woke up she could feel the sun shinning into the cave. Andrew was still fast asleep below her. She marveled at how he had managed to fall asleep on the ground as he had. She could not, and that was why she had chosen to sleep on top of him. She tried to get up, but when she did her husband's arms wrapped around her and she was unable to move. Monica stared at him for a moment. She thought that he was so cute when he was asleep. She kissed him softly, in an effort to wake him up. She knew for sure that he was tired, as he didn't wake up. She kissed him again and he began to stir, he kissed her back.
"Andrew, wake-up." She whispered. Finally his eyes flew open. "Good morning sleepy head."
"Good morning gorgeous." He greeted her, kissing her softly.
"We should get going."
"Yeah, you're right." He let go of his wife and they got up. He put on his shirt, which had 'come off' during the night and they headed out.
Hand in hand they ventured into the sunlight. The Island looked completely different than it had the day before. There was debris everywhere. They hoped that their temporary house would be where they left it, and intact upon their return, and to their delight, it was. They crawled inside and layback down, both happy to lye on a soft surface.
"Andrew."
"Yes."
"I think that it's time that we start thinking about going home. After all, it's not just us that we have to think about. We have three very important responsibilities back in New York."
"You're right. Let's pray to go back home. Monica?"
It was then that he realized that she had fallen asleep. He laughed as he kissed her. Being pretty tired himself he said a quick prayer for their safe return home and not long after, he too was overcome with sleep.
When Andrew woke up several hours later, he discovered that they were in the raft, in the middle of the water. He looked around them. The Island was nowhere insight. But when he looked directly ahead of them he saw land and he was happy. He looked at it carefully and realized that it was where they had originally been on vacation.
"Monica, wake up." He shook her.
"What, Andrew, what?" she yawned. Then she looked around them. Her eyes widened.
"It's okay sweetie, look." He pointed to the land ahead of them. Monica looked at it closely and then she recognized it. She squealed and threw her arms around her husband.
"Oh Andrew, we're going home!"
"Yes we are Angel Girl." He kissed her cheek. "Yes we are."
