Saturday morning Mac was doing her hair in the mirror. She was getting ready to go spend the day at her friend Alex's house. Why did you agree to this? One of the many voices, which she could usually tell the difference between but now they all sounded like one, in her head. Because you know it will be good for you, another small voice piped up in her head.
"Will you all just shut up?" Mac said out loud. "Oh my god I'm going crazy. You need to get out with real people Mackenzie." With that said Mac grabbed a pair of tennis shoes to put on.
When she arrived at the James residence she hesitantly got out of the car and went to the front door. She raised her hand to knock but before she could do so the door swung open. A young girl with curly fiery red hair and fierce green eyes opened the door. She smiled sweetly up at Mac. "Hi," she said.
Mac raised one eyebrow as if to question if this was normal for the eight year old, Mac assumed to be Lizzy, to open the door.
"Mommy," Lizzy yelled, "There's a very pretty lady with brown hair and brown eyes at the door."
Mac blushed at the comment Lizzy made.
"I'm coming Lizzy," Alex said as she rushed to the door before her daughter started to describe what Mac was wearing.
"Sarah you made it, come in," Alex said as she gently moved her daughter to the side to let Mac in.
"Hi Alex, this has to be the strangest way I have ever seen a door being answered." Mac said as she walked over the threshold of the door. "Your house is very lovely."
"Thanks. We actually just finished putting everything in its place. It is truly amazing how fast Rob and I were able to get all of this fixed up with Lizzy and Tommy running around." Alex said as she ushered Mac into the now fully furnished living area. "Would you like something to drink?"
"Yeah, water please."
"I'll be right back."
Mac sat down on the unoccupied love seat and looked at the spacious living area. It really was a nice house. She was thinking about what it would have been like if Mic hadn't canceled the wedding when a young boy with the same fierce green eyes as his sister walked into the room.
"Hi are you Mommy's friend who is a marine?" The boy asked.
Children you've got to love them they always get right to the point. Mac thought. "Yes I am. My name is Sarah and you must be Tommy." Mac said to the young boy.
Tommy sat down next to Mac on the love seat.
"So you are a real marine?" Tommy asked again he was still in awe that his mother had a friend who was so 'cool.'
"You can't be a marine you are too pretty to be one." Lizzy said as she walked into the room and squeezed in on the other side of Mac.
"Yes I'm a real marine and thank you very much for the comment Lizzy but you can be pretty and still be a marine." Mac said.
Alex walked into the room with a glass of water and sat across from the three people on the love seat. She handed the water to Mac.
"As you can see Lizzy is quite blunt. She will tell you exactly how she feels about things." Alex said.
"That's not bad is it Mommy?" Lizzy asked truly concerned that there was something she had done wrong.
"No, I don't think it is. I think that it's good that you speak your mind Lizzy." Mac said to the eight year old. She envied the fact that she knew how to speak her mind without worrying about what someone would say.
"Mac's right sweetie there is nothing wrong with that." Alex said.
By the end of the day Lizzy and Tommy had become very attached to the 'cool pretty marine,' and Mac had gotten attached to them. When she got home that evening all Mac could think about was how good it would feel to be a mother of any child.