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Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. :-) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of what to write. If you would like, I can be reached via email or Yahoo! messenger at or via AOL instant messenger as PrincessSpzMnky . Feel free to drop me a line if you'd like. :-) Happy Reading :-)
Hey Guys!
Well, its spring break:-) So far life has been going pretty good this week. It's busy as usual, but I'm actually getting a little bit of time to breathe. YAY! Thank you everyone, for all the great reviews, I have totally appreciated them! And you know, getting so many great reviews has just made me want to write more. :-) Unfortunately, I have yet to decide whether or not I am going to end this story. Most of you guys have voted for me to keep going and never end, while three of you have said Yes, do end. And then there's the review that popped up around midnight last night . . .
Datenshi Aoi, thank you so much for your "kind words." I do believe however, that for somebody who "can't stand" to read my writing, you did manage to read an awful lot of it. Infact, it looks to me like you read the entire thing! Wow, and to think that you just couldn't stand it . . . I'm sorry you hated my work so much that you wasted so many precious hours reading all 99 chapters. Wow, where in the world did you get all that time! I am sorry you hate my writing so much that you feel the need to attack me in regards to it. However, your reported claims are not only unwanted, but in correct as well. You know, your statement of "I can hear the English teachers around the world screaming in agony." Um, what English teachers? My English teachers have all loved me, which I guess would explain my lack of any grade lower than that of an "A+". You said, and I quote: "I write this critique in the hopes that you read it, and become a better author . . . If it's any consolation, you're already far better author than I." Ok, so then why are you ripping my work apart? I'm sorry, but I just can't seem to find the point to your review at all. It seems to be buried between so many fragments and run on sentences that have no meaningful value at all, except to annoy the reader into running, screaming for the hills in some feeble attempt at saving their poor brain from the harsh torment and aggravation you have inflicted upon it, in your effort to be nothing more than a minor annoyance. You also stated that "with 15 pages of rave reviews already, I see no reason for me to cover the positive aspects of your work." Then why even bother to review at all? I'm a "much better author" than you are, yet you seem to enjoy antagonizing me anyway? Thanks for the review. I do appreciate your "concern" toward my work, but since you have already admitted that I am a much better writer than yourself, please feel free to keep all further flames to yourself.
Everybody else, thank you for all of your KIND words, I do hope to hear more from all of you soon. And please, visit my website and be sure to sign the guest book. I would love to hear what you all think of it. :-)
Dreams
Spoiled
A Few Months Later . . . . .
"Doctor Oliver . . . Congratulations man." Jason said, hugging his best friend as Tommy entered his graduation party.
"Thanks Bro. For everything. You have no idea just how much it means to me."
"We're Bros. You don't need to thank me for anything."
"Yes I do. You're my best friend. I wouldn't have survived Angel Grove without you."
"I can't believe you guys are really leaving."
"I can't either." Kimberly agreed. "But it's what is best for Tommy right now. As long as we're together, I'm happy."
"You're such a good wife."
"I sure try to be." she smiled.
"So, when do you leave?"
"End of August." Tommy answered. "We're flying to London to move AnneMarie into Julliard, then flying back to Reefside from there. So the week before AnneMarie leaves, we'll be moving everything over. The last night in our house is AnneMarie's last too.
"How long will you be in London?"
"Two weeks. Kim has business there so the whole family is taking a vacation."
"Sweet!"
"It'll be nice having the entire family together one last time." Kimberly agreed.
"Tommy, Congratulations!" an accented voice said, from behind Jason.
"Kat! What are you doing here?"
"Tanya e-mailed me a few weeks ago and mentioned you were graduating. And since I've been gone so long I thought I would fly into surprise you. Congratulations Tommy, I am very proud of you! You've got everything you have always wanted."
"Thanks for coming Kat." Tommy said as he moved in for a hug. "It means a lot to me."
"You're welcome. I couldn't not come, it's your big day."
"Thanks, I'm glad you were able to come."
"It's been a long time Tommy."
"Yes it has. You look great Kat."
"Thank you. You're looking great yourself. How's married life?"
"It's fabulous! Couldn't be any better!"
"You look happy."
"I am. I'm very happy. What about you? How have you been?"
"I' great! It's good to be back. I've missed this place."
"I know what you mean. We're moving soon, so I miss it already."
"Daddy!" a voice squealed as a small child dashed across the room and latched tightly onto Tommy's legs.
"Hey Princess!" Tommy smiled as he reached down and picked up his daughter, kissing her cheek.
"Oh! I didn't know you have a daughter. Hi Sweetie, what's your name?"
"Mariah Maylene." Mariah offered shyly.
"Mariah Maylene? That is such a pretty name, for such a pretty little girl! My name is Katherine."
"Can you say hi?" Kimberly asked as she smoothed down Mariah's dress.
"Hi Katherine." Mariah answered.
"How old are you?" Mariah shyly held up four fingers. "You're this many?" Kat asked back, also holding up four fingers.
"Uh huh."
"Wow! You're all grown up, aren't you?" Mariah smiled and nodded he head politely. Kat smiled back and the little girl as she laid her head on Tommy's shoulder. "Oh Tommy she is completely adorable! You guys are so lucky!"
"Thank you!" Kimberly answered politely. "We've been very fortunate."
"Hey there Kiddo!" David said, walking in the door behind Tommy.
"Unca David!" Mariah cheered.
"Hi Baby! How are you?" he asked, reaching for his niece.
"Good."
"Excellent! I'm doing good too!"
"Unca David, Daddy gradumikated today."
"I know, I was there I saw him."
"You did?"
"Yep! I was sitting next to Nana and Papa Sam, remember?"
"Oh yeah."
"You silly girl, what are we going to do with you?"
"Give me candy."
"You want candy?"
"David, don't you dare!" Kimberly warned him.
"Ok, how about we go find you some yummy food that's good for you, so Mommy won't be mad at me. Then after you eat, I'll sneak you a cookie. How does that sound?"
"Ok."
"Mariah is completely adorable!" Kat said, admiring the little girl.
"Yes she is. She's perfect." Tommy agreed. "Mariah is everything we have ever wanted."
"You are very lucky Tommy, congratulations."
"Thank You!"
"Kat, you're looking great! How are you?" Kimberly asked politely, as she wrapped an arm around Tommy.
"Thank you! I'm great! How are you Kimberly? You look amazing!"
"I am wonderful! Couldn't possibly be better! Are you still dancing in London?"
"Yes I am. I'm touring with the Nutcracker again this year."
"Oh! That's awesome! AnneMarie dances too. She actually just finished a run of Swan Lake, here. She did the Nutcracker last year, and wants to audition for River Dance over the summer."
"Really? That's wonderful! I will have to congratulate her. How is she?"
"AnneMarie is fabulous! She got accepted to Julliard in London."
"Really? Awesome! We will definitely have to take then."
"Doctor Thomas Lynn Oliver; what in the world were those idiots thinking! Hello Ladies! You two sure look stylin'!"
"Zachary Taylor, welcome home!" Kimberly said, happily hugging her friend.
"Thanks Babe! How's it going?"
"Excellent! We're all great! What about you?"
"I'm totally slammin' girl! Never been better!"
"How's your show going?
"It's great! We're coming back to California next week. You guys interested in coming?"
"I'm not sure if we'll be able to make it. AnneMarie is graduating on Friday, and we've got a lot of family in town. But I'll talk to Christine about it; I have no idea what she has planned."
"Well just let me know, I have access to large numbers of tickets."
"We'll see what we can do." Tommy agreed.
"So Katherine, you still dancing?"
"Doctor Oliver, who ever would have thought."
"Mom." Tommy said as he reached out, pulling his mother into his arms.
"I am so proud of you baby! Never in a million years did I ever expect you to become a doctor."
"I don't think anyone did." Tommy replied as Christine pulled away to look into her son's eyes.
"Tommy . . . I don't even know how to tell you how proud of you, your father and I are . . . You have been such a huge blessing in our lives."
"We love you so much son." Mr. Oliver agreed.
"I love you guys too. I know I don't tell you enough, but I really should. You two are the absolute best things that have ever happened to me. I wouldn't be the man I am, if it weren't for you. I couldn't have asked for better parents."
"And we couldn't have asked for a better son."
"The only thing I wish we could change," Christine started "was how independent you were . . . You grew up so fast, and never really needed us for anything."
"Especially after your got your license." Daniel added. "You never asked us for a single penny. You've always just taken care of yourself, and your family."
"Sometimes I think we raised you too well."
"I'm sorry . . . If I had known you wanted me to be less independent, I would have hit you up for money all the time." Tommy laughed. "You could have gone broke for Kimberly, instead of me."
"Thanks!" Kimberly laughed, playfully slugging her husband.
"Seriously though, you two raised me way too well. I wouldn't have any of what I do today, if it weren't for you guys. I'm sorry I didn't depend on you as much as you wold have liked, but I always knew you were there incase I needed anything."
"And we always will be." Daniel agreed.
"Tommy, I know we've told you this before, but no matter how old you get, or how many kids you might have, you will always be our baby boy." Christine told him.
"And we have never been more proud of you, than we are right now. Your mother and I have never been more proud in our lives . . . I'm not sure if you know this or not, but the first time you brought Kimberly home to meet us your mother cried. She knew she was losing her baby."
"I'm sorry Christine, I never meant to take Tommy away from you." Kimberly said softly.
"Kimberly, you have been such a blessing to our family." Christine smiled, reaching toward her daughter in-law. "We couldn't have picked a better wife for Tommy, if we had tried . . . I knew the second I saw you, that you were meant to be with my son. You alone have made Tommy happier, than Daniel and I had ever thought possible. Tommy absolutely worships you."
"We all love having you in our lives." Daniel agreed. "Christine cried when we met you every time you left, and even more when you came home. We all cried at your wedding and when Mariah was born . . . But nothing, has ever made us prouder, than we are today . . . And we are going to miss you guys so much when you leave."
"I love you guys so much!" Tommy said, as he hugged both his parents tight.
"Tommy, I don't think we could possibly be any more proud of you than we are right now." Christine said when she finally let go.
"Thanks Mom. I'm so glad you guys are all here."
"Us too Sweetie."
"No, really Mom. You have no idea how much this means to me. I couldn't have gotten my PhD., without you guys. Thank you so much!"
"You know what Sweetie . . . Your father and I have been talking . . . We want to pay off your student loans."
"Mom . . ." Tommy started, but stopped seeing his father's face.
"Just let us do it Tommy." Daniel told him. "We know you got them this year, and you didn't need to. We were hoping you would ask for help . . . Just tell us how much you need."
"You guys don't have to do that. Kim and I are going to pay them off together."
"Sweetie, let us do this for you. Please. It will mean a lot to us." Christine told him.
"I . . ." Tommy started, but stopped as his emotions threatened to take over. "I don't know what to say . . ."
"Just be happy."
"Thank you . . . I mean it, thank you so much!"
"Hey, no tears!" Daniel said as he hugged his son again. "This is a party, you're supposed to be celebrating! I don't even want to see those tears again!"
"Tommy, you never cry." Christine admonished.
"It's not the first time." Tommy said as he wiped his tears away.
"Anyway!" Daniel laughed. "Where is my adorable little granddaughter?"
"I think David has her. If not, he may know who does." Kimberly answered.
"Doctor Thomas Oliver what in the world were you thinking?"
"Yeah yeah yeah, laugh it up Uncle John. You just want me back in that car."
"That's right, I do."
"You know, I miss racing with you but I can't afford to get hurt again. Kimberly and Mariah are my life. I can't risk not being there for them. Besides, the road is no place to raise a family. If it were just me and Kim, things would be different. But having Mariah changes everything."
"Tom, I completely understand. We all miss having you around but your family is more important than my stock car team ever will be."
"Thanks Uncle John. We appreciate everything you've done for us."
"I know,. I'm really proud of you kid. You've never let our family down. You're a good man Thomas."
"I try to be."
"So, where is my niece?"
"Honestly, I have absolutely no idea! But I'm starting to thin we should have thrown her a party instead. Everyone is here to see Mariah anyway."
"Unca Johnny!" Mariah squealed as she ran toward her parents.
"That's cute." John laughed. "The only person who has ever called me that is my mom, and I always hated it. But Mariah is cute. She can call me Johnny."
"Hey Princess!" Tommy smiled.
"Unca Johnny, you bring presents?"
"Mariah!" Kimberly gently scolded.
"She knows me so well." John laughed. "I sure did! Come on Kiddo. Aunty Linda has your present in her purse. Let's go see if we can find her."
"No, our daughter isn't the least big spoiled!" Tommy laughed as he watched John whisk Mariah away.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .