Summary: He had so many questions at his young age and any answer could fulfill the knowledge his heart longed for; the one thing he couldn't understand was why this had to happen.A prologue to an up and coming story.
He wasn't exactly little for his age. He was growing rather quickly and was quite gangly for his three years, full of feist and questions. Momma said that's now Emmie was at his age. Daddy didn't mention his big sister Emmie very much anymore, and often he thought of where his hero disapeared to. He missed his sissy's hugs and the candy that she would sneak him after dinner; the way she read him all his favorite bedtime stories, taking on the personality of each character in her voice. He even missed the way she would try to untangle his head full of massive blonde curls, but he dared not ask where Emmie went. Maybe she was on a vacation. He, Momma, Daddy and Emmie had taken one of those. In a big house that had wheels...
But why would Emmie go off and leave without momma, daddy or her baby brother? Vacations are what families go on, right?
He saw that every time Emmie was mentioned, his momma would tear up and his daddy would look real mad. Emmie had told him a secret one day...now what was it? He sat there, pumping his little, chubby legsback and forth onhis new swingset as he tried to think. Emmie had leaned down into his ear and said...and said...
Suddenly, he met contact with the hard-packed dirt beneath him and he let out a shriek. "Daddy! Daddy, I hurt my knee!" he sobbed, relieved when his father pulled him to his chest and carried him into the house for further inspection at the bleeding limb. Startled by another memory as he stared at the blood, he remembered whenEmmie had fallen down the stairs the day she left, bumping into her suitcases. Her tummy was big and round and there was blood everywhere and Emmie just kept saying something about a baby, over and over again. She was crying, then she went to the hospital. Daddy had picked up her suitcases and followed the big car with sirens. That was the last time he saw his Emmie.
Now why did that happen to hisbig sister? Emmie should never have to have such a big cut that all that blood would come out. He tried to get up where he was to kissher head and make her feel better, but he was stuck inside his playpen.
Why couldn't he get out?