Just wait and see who will be Clover's younger sibling. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: Olivia

At first, Clover thought her parents were going to say that one child was enough (which would've disappointed her), but them deciding to have another one was not what she expected. Her dream of becoming a sister was about to come true. She wanted someone to play with, not just with her playmates. Although she desired a sister, she wasn't sure if her sibling was going to be a boy or girl, but she knew she'd accept him or her for who he or she is and that the baby was healthy; those were things that mattered to her most.

"I'll be back, Clover," Hiram told his daughter, "Just stay home and take care of your mother, while I go grocery shopping. I won't be long."

"You mean we don't have enough food here?" Clover asked.

"We have a jar of pickles and crackers," Hiram replied, "You can give her pickles or crackers if she wants some."

"Is that all she eats?"

"Well, no. She eats other things to satisfy her cravings."

Clover nodded.

"Take care now." Then Hiram left the house.

"Honey, can you give me some crackers?" Bridget asked Clover.

Clover grabbed a bag of crackers and passed them to her mother. "Here you go, Mother," Clover said.

Bridget began to eat a few crackers. "Thank you, sweetie," she said.

"You're welcome." She put her head on her mother's baby bump. "Hello, little brother or sister. I'm your big sister, Clover. Are you excited to see me?"

"Yes, I am, Clover," Bridget said in a baby voice, pretending to be Clover's unborn sibling, making Clover giggle. "I'm excited to be your brother or sister."

Hiram returned from the store to see mother and daughter bond together, which made his heart melt.

…

After nine months of pregnancy, Hiram and a now ten-year-old Clover rushed Bridget to the hospital so she could give birth to yet another child. Inside the delivery room, where Bridget was in labor, Clover looked at her mother with concern. "Daddy, is Mommy okay?" Clover asked her father as they sat by her mother.

"Yes, dear," Hiram replied, holding his wife's hand, "The nurses are going to help her deliver the baby."

About a half hour later, another daughter was born.

"Aww, it's a girl," one nurse said, much to Clover's joy and the nurses started to clean the baby before swaddling her and reuniting her with her mother.

"Mommy, what are you going to name her?" Clover asked.

"I was thinking Olivia," her mother replied.

"That's a pretty name, my dear," Hiram said, "And she looks just like you."

Bridget grinned at him.

"It's a cute name," Clover mused, "It suits her."

…

When Clover and her family got home, Bridget fed her new baby from a baby bottle. Then Hiram and Bridget placed baby Olivia in the crib.

"Sleep tight, Olivia," Clover whispered to her little sister.

…

At midnight, Olivia started crying, so Bridget and Clover dashed to her room and gently shushed her. Just then, both Clover and Bridget had the same idea: A lullaby! Bridget went first.

How in the midst of all this sorrow

Can so much hope and love endure?

I was innocent and certain,

Now I'm wiser but unsure.

Olivia yawned. Clover sang the next part with her, since she heard this song several times.

I can't go back into my childhood.

One that my father made secure.

I can feel a change in me.

I'm stronger, but still not free.

Olivia was asleep and Bridget put her back in the crib, and mother and daughter each went to their rooms.

…

Hiram and Bridget weren't always around to take care of Clover when they needed to spend time with Olivia. So a babysitter came to look after Clover, but Clover's parents also allowed the babysitter to see Olivia. Clover had a babysitter before Olivia was born when her parents had to work.

"It'll take time to get used to your parents taking care of your sister," Clover's babysitter told her, "They still love you. Your sister, Olivia is a darling."

"Yes," Clover said, "But I wish she could play with me."

"Not yet, but she will when she's older," her babysitter assured her.

"Perhaps you're right," Clover said, considering her babysitter's words.

Then they saw Clover's parents play with Olivia by playing peek-a-boo and making funny faces at her, making her laugh. Clover and her babysitter enjoyed the sight.

…

"Clovey!" Olivia spoke.

Hiram gasped. "She said her first word, Clover. She's trying to say your name."

"Good job, Olivia," Clover said, petting her head, "That's a good start. You can call me Clovey if you want; I don't mind. At least you're trying to talk."

Bridget came into the room and Olivia said her first word again.

"Aww," Bridget said, "Great job, sweetie."

Clover put her hands over her eyes and uncovered them, saying, "Peek-a-boo!"

Olivia did the same and giggled a baby giggle.

"You're so cute and precious!" Clover said, "I love you, Olivia."

…

As Olivia grew older, she played with Clover. They played hide-and-seek, had pretend tea parties, and played with dolls and toys. They also went outside to explore.

When Olivia was four, she went to preschool and her parents and sister wanted her to have good luck on her first day, although it was hard for her to adjust at first. She wished her sister was by her side, but at least she was slowly learning to be brave like her whenever there were people who tried to hurt her. Luckily, Clover was able to protect her from bullies and bad things. Whenever Olivia had a problem, not only would she go to her sister or parents, but her teacher, as well. Olivia's teacher liked her for her self-advocacy, although she sometimes relied on others for help when necessary. It showed how intelligent and well-meaning Olivia was.

One day, Olivia drew a picture of herself with her family and showed it to her teacher. "It looks beautiful, Olivia," her teacher said.

When school was over, Olivia was sometimes picked up by her father or mother, depending on either one's schedules.

Clover was fourteen and when she was finished with her homework, she played with Olivia. After they finished playing, Olivia showed her family a picture of herself and her family.

"Looks wonderful, Olivia," Hiram said.

"Very creative, Olivia," Bridget said.

"Looks beautiful," Clover said and four Flavershams hugged.

AN: I might edit Clover's and Olivia's ages a little in case I'm not doing the math right. I'm not really good at Math, but at some point later in the story and in the sequel, Siblings Unite, I'll have Clover be eighteen and Olivia to be eight. I also need to edit the summary, as well, because my other character, besides my other OCs Bridget Flaversham, Olivia's mother and Clover Flaversham, Olivia's older sister, Andrew will be coming next.