Epilogue
It was a bright and sunny day as usual in Honolulu, Hawaii on September 24, 1970, when Mary Ann woke up in the early morning to hear Sam giggling in her cradle as usual. She smiled and turned over to look at her husband sleeping in bed beside her with a smile in his face. Probably dreaming about breakfast, she thought and kissed him on the cheek before getting up and walking into the next room to retrieve her giggling nine month old baby girl. Sam smiled up at Mary Ann from her crib, stuck her hand into her mouth and giggled.
"And whats so funny, young lady?" Sam's reply sort of came out sounding like a gurgle.
Mary Ann carried her into the kitchen and sat her in her high chair. Sam immediately picked up her spoon and banged it on the tiny plastic surface area in front of her, all the while excitedly bouncing up and down in her seat.
"Shh...Sam you're going to wake up daddy, he's sleeping!" She smiled.
"Too late. I'm up." Gilligan walked into the kitchen drowsily and immediately opened the refrigerator door. "Nope!" Mary Ann closed it. "I'm fixing breakfast. No eating!" Gilligan sighed and sat at the table. Sam squealed and threw her spoon across the table at him. He couldn't help but smile at her.
Mary Ann watched them out of the corner of her eye. She had the most beautiful baby girl. She had the most perfect husband. She had her dream house. And her husband and baby still appreciated her cooking. What more could she ever want?
Hope you R&R: )
