Epilogue
Bradin and Becky lived happily ever after. Well at least for another year. Becky got a job working for aunt Ava, making dresses, for pregnant mothers. It paid well enough to support the family for a while. Becky had their Baby, which they named, Trinity. The first couple months were heaven on earth. Becky loved the feel of trinity's smooth skin as she played with her on the bed and Bradin loved to kiss his little daughter to remind him that life was worth living. Everyday he woke up with a smile, and he loved turning over and kissing his beautiful wife.
Trinity was small, for a baby, but was ultimately perfect. She had Bradin's ocean blue eyes, and blond hair, but the nose and tiny ears of her mother. She would look up with her gorgeous eyes and make soft gurgling sounds. She would sit for hours focusing her blue eyes on the world around her and taking in every little thing. Bradin and Trinity were inseparable; he always had her under an arm, or on a shoulder or in the backpack.
Bradin and Becky would take Trinity out to the park or to the beach. Bradin was there to hold her as she took her first steps, and rocked her till she fell asleep. He would sooth her by setting her on his stomach until she stopped crying.
Becky took her camera with her everywhere and got thousands of pictures that to her were priceless. Albums of baby pictures and Bradin popped up all over the house, as if come tomorrow he wasn't there. Ava would come over to gawk at how beautiful Trinity was and Bradin and Becky couldn't do anything but smile.
Becky's first birthday was a celebration for all. People came from near and far to attend. The party went on for hours and Becky got lots of pictures and well wishes from people. She took her camera and got great pictures which went into her album. The world was perfect. The sun was shining Trinity was Perfect nothing could go wrong.
Just two months later, Bradin's cancer returned.
Becky now sat beside her husband and her mother and mother in law, and cried that she may soon be a widow. Her fears came true on the last day of March. She paced back and forth as the doctors told her there was nothing they could do. Becky made the decision to bring trinity to see her dying father.
Trinity was brought to her fathers side, one last time, before he passed away. Her soft little cheeks and knowing eyes were set before Bradin as he kissed her.
Becky took a picture of him smiling as he kissed her, and her bright eyes staring into his. The next morning she was a widow. She put it in a photo album, next to a picture of them at Trinity's first birthday.
Years past and Trinity turned 5. Becky took her to visit Grandma Ava, and together they had tea. Later that after noon, Becky took Trinity to the park. She steadily pushed her back and forth on a swing, as she told her about her father.