NAPPIES AT MIDNIGHT
BY
HENRIETTE PRUGER
Jack Hopkins waits patiently at an O'Hare airport gate. His sister, Anna, is finally flying in from London. It has been one year since his visit and Alf's suicide. He looks at his watch and the list of scheduled flights. Her flight is on time. He is getting very anxious. His phone rings and picks it up.
"Hello…Hi, luv. Is she there?...Can I speak to her?...Hello, Meg. It's me Jack…I haven't had any pecan pie for a long time. Ally put me on a diet. I'm thin again…The schedule says arriving. It should be there soon…Stay with Ally and the boys. I'll call you when we are on our way. Thanks for tonight, Meg. See you then."
He hangs up and watches the plane as it taxis into the gate. It takes a few minutes and the passengers start embarking. He sees Anna come out and waves to her. Anna smiles. They run to each other's arms and hug.
"It's so good to see you again," Jack says.
"Same here, Jack."
He lets her go and grabs her carry-on luggage.
"How was the flight?"
"Long. I don't know how you can do thirteen hours when you go on business."
"We'll get your luggage and go straight to the hotel."
They start walking. He looks at her for the first time and smiles.
"You cut your hair?" Jack asks.
"So did you," she answers.
"I called Ally. I have to call her back when we're on our way. You'll be meeting an old friend of mine AND Arthur's. Her name is Meg, just like Lizzie's wife. She knew him when he ran the diner with his wife Mary. She's having supper with us."
"And what is this fest like?"
"Pretty active. I looked at last year's program. By the time we leave on Monday we won't what to hear the name Beatles again. I'm only going because the boys want us to see it."
"Is the hotel far?"
"Nope, and they have a free shuttle to the hotel. It's the next suburb over. In the words of Doctor Who Number 10, allons-y."
The two walk on to get her bags.
…
The shuttle arrives at the main door of the Hyatt Regency O'Hare.
"We're here. When we go in we'll sign you up for your room, put your luggage in there and have supper."
"I can't wait. I'm starving."
"We're doing the buffet. It's more expensive but it fills you up."
The door to the shuttle opens and they get out and take care of business. Afterwards they head down to the second floor restaurant. Allison sees them and waves. She is eight months pregnant. Jack and Anna get to the table and sit down. Anna hugs Allison and the boys and turns to Meg.
"Meg, this is my baby sister, Anna. Anna this is Meg, the friend I told you about."
The two girls shake hands and sit down. The waitress comes over.
"Are you ready to order, Sir?"
"We'll have the buffet. Put it on one bill."
"Coffee, sir?"
"For the adults, cream and sugar. The boys will have cokes."
The waitress walks away.
"Jack, this bill will be very high. The buffet is twenty dollars each," Allison says.
"I'll pay my share," Meg says.
"Nonsense. I'm only doing this once. You and Anna are MY guests."
"I'm paying for my own meals afterwards. It's the least I can do. Jack is paying for my room."
Allison counts on her fingers.
"That's seven meals, Jack. Can we afford it?" Allison asks.
"I've been saving all year for this. I put the money in a different account. I'll transfer the funds while we're here. The only extra I'm paying for is this meal and Anna's room. I will become cheap after Beatlesfest. We'll be taking buses to everywhere we go in Chicago. Happy luv?" Jack asks.
"It's your paycheck, not mine. Yes. I'm happy. So, who goes to the buffet first?" Allison asks.
"I'll go with Anna. Then everyone else does," Jack answers.
Jack and Anna approach the buffet as the waitress brings the drinks.
"I have never seen him happier," Meg says.
"He loves Anna very much. She was a great help to him last year when his brother died. I couldn't say no to him when he asked to take care of her financially this weekend. He loved his brother Alf very much, and his suicide almost destroyed him. It took him awhile to come back," Allison answers.
"Looks like he did come back. You look like you're about to drop the baby now. Are you sure you'll make it through this weekend?"
"I still have a month. I won't deliver till we get home."
Jack and Anna come back to the table with full plates.
"How's the buffet?" Allison asks.
"It's pretty big. You'll get enough to feed the baby," Jack replies.
The others get up and get in line.
"I see you've been busy, brother. This time she held the baby," Anna says.
"Yes, and I can't wait. It's a girl. It will be very strange. I have one son about to start college and I'll be changing nappies again."
They begin eating and drinking. Three men sit at the next table. They are British and begin speaking to each other. Jack doesn't notice. Anna looks at his face.
"You seem so relaxed now. I can see it in your face."
"I am. It took me awhile to calm down after last year. But Ally helped."
"I can tell. She's pregnant."
"That wasn't what I meant."
"Do you still get lost?"
"I haven't since I came home last year. Seeing the inside of the house helped me. Plus, I am seeing a shrink. And yes, I told him what really happened. I didn't sugarcoat it. I'm being a good boy."
"Does Mrs. McMasters still see Robey's ghost?"
"It stopped after we left. I guess he's seen the white light. Sometimes when she's in the kitchen she smells flowers. She didn't need an exorcist. All is well."
She takes his hand across the table.
"I'm so happy for you. You were in such pain last year. I wanted my big brother back and I got him."
He takes both her hands.
"How are Mum and Dad?"
"Getting better. It's difficult to get over a suicide, especially when it's your child. I try and keep them busy."
They let go of their hands and return to their plates. The boys look at the next table and nudge each other. Jack looks at them.
"Dad, do you know who's at the next table?" Arthur Jr. asks.
Jack does. He doesn't recognize them.
"They don't look familiar."
"It's Gerry Marsden from the Pacemakers. Peter Asher and Jeremy Clyde. You remember them now. They're the real thing," Arthur Jr. says.
"So, they're the musical guests. They came here to work. Let's leave them alone and let them eat. I'm sure they will have a busy weekend," Jack says.
"But don't you want to talk to them. They're British just like you and Auntie Anna."
"I talk to Brits every day at work. It's my job. Leave them alone."
"Why is he so excited?" Anna asks.
"Gerry Marsden SANG Ferry Cross the Mersey. Peter Asher's sister was engaged to McCartney and part of Peter and Gordon. And Jeremy Clyde was part of Clyde and Jeremy. They're professional musicians from the original British Invasion. That's why we're letting them eat their supper in peace. Okay, boys?" Jack comments.
"Yes sir," they both reply.
"Don't be hard on them, Jack. They're just excited to be here," Anna says.
"I just want to be polite. They will be bothered by others soon enough."
"You wouldn't do it if it was McCartney. He was your favorite Beatle," Anna says.
"Yes, I would. I am almost fifty years old. I hope I know when to leave people alone by now."
One man turns to them.
"Thank you sir for what you're saying. Not many people would do that."
Jack turns to him. It is Gerry Marsden.
"You're welcome."
"I hear two British voices at the table. Are you visiting?" Marsden asks.
"I live here now . I moved almost thirty years ago. My sister Anna is visiting from London. She just flew in," Jack answers.
"Well, my name is Gerry. This is Peter and Jeremy. We came in last night. And your names are?"
"I'm Jack Hopkins. I'm here with my wife and my two boys and a friend. Thanks for asking. We'll leave you to your supper. It's been a pleasure meeting you."
Jack turns to the boys.
"See, boys. That's how you do it. You greet them if they greet you first and you LET them eat," Jack says.
Gerry smiles and turns back to his friends. Jack turns to Anna.
"How do you like the food?" Jack asks.
"It's pretty good," Anna says.
"This IS a Hyatt. You should like your room. It has an open balcony. We can take pictures after supper. Maybe, if we ask nice enough, the boys can give us a concert in the room," Jack asks.
"Or, if we're lucky there will be jamming in the lobby or under the stairs tonight. We can start festing earlier," Arthur Jr .says.
"How did you discover the fest?" Meg asks.
"We came here with friends last year. We were the virgins," Arthur Jr. answers.
"Virgins?" Meg asks.
"Everyone that comes their first time is a virgin. Mom, Dad and Auntie Anna will be virgins this year," Arthur Jr. answers.
"The boys brought their guitars, Meg. They're quite good," Jack adds.
"Did you bring Alf's guitar?" Anna asks.
"That's MY new guitar. I wanted Uncle Alf to be with us. He would love to be here," Joey says.
"And it still sounds good?" Anna asks.
"The wood hasn't warped and we brought enough strings," Joey answers.
"How did you meet Jack, Meg?" Anna asks.
"I was a waitress at the diner. I knew Joe and Mary."
"Who's Joe?" Anna asks.
"Joe was Arthurs' alter ego when he finally became stabilized. Joe was the name Arthur gave to Mary when he met her at the diner the second time. He was the homeless man I told you about. Arthur became Joe in 2009 when Mary first fed him. We're the only ones that still called him Arthur," Jack answers.
"And what was Joe like?" Anna asks.
"Very complicated. The first three years he worked at the diner, he was the nicest guy you would ever meet. He would give you the shirt off his back if you wanted it. That was before he started to change," Meg answers.
"He also had a sense of humor. I remember one time I came upstairs to get them. They were late coming down to work. They lived upstairs on the second floor. I came to the door and I heard Mary scream. I had the key so I unlocked the door. I never expected to see what I saw," Meg continues.
"What did you see?" Anna asks.
"Joe was wearing a pink tutu, with matching tights and ballet slippers. Mary screamed because the two of them were laughing so hard, they couldn't stop."
"Why was he dressed like a ballerina?" Jack asks.
"It was a personal joke between them. They never told me the joke. I saw them and started laughing. They said they were coming down to work after Joe changed clothes. They came down to work and when I saw him in regular clothes, I started laughing again. I couldn't stop. Billy was working the counter. He started laughing and couldn't stop. Only, he didn't know why he was laughing. We needed it. Mary's cancer had progressed very far. She was dead in less than two months."
"Are you saying that 1st Sgt. Arthur Matthews was in a pink tutu?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"That same man," Meg answers.
"And he wasn't drunk?" Arthur Jr. continues asking.
"He was VERY sober."
"Okay, Uncle Arthur flipped out.," Arthur Jr. says.
"You said he met Mary twice. What happened the first time?" Anna asks.
"I told him about Mary when he was my escort in Afghanistan. He promised to meet her when he came to Chicago on leave. He didn't come until 2005. It was close to the end of his first tour. I brought him there straight from O'Hare. I will never forget what he did," Jack starts.
"Was it as funny as a man in a pink tutu?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"It was like that. We sat at the counter. He was in his army fatigues. Art went to the loo when Mary gave us both menus. He came back, put on his desert glasses, and read the menu. He gave Mary his order. When she asked if he wanted French fries, he took of his glasses, gave her the same eyes as my son and said yes. She almost melted. She extended her hand to greet him. He took it, kissed it and said ENCHANTE MADAMOISELLE. She did melt. It was the Arthur I knew from New York. I almost feel off my stool," Jack says.
"He did look pretty hot that day. When she put the order in, I asked her if he would be a good tipper. She said she knew where she wanted HER tip, and she didn't mean on the counter," Meg answers.
"I think she got her wish," Jack adds.
"She did. I saw a hickey the size of Texas on the back of her neck the next day," Meg adds.
"Going on, we had lunch and talked business, mine and the army. He wanted dessert but he couldn't eat pecan pie. He had an allergy to nuts. Mary heard and came back with a box of gala-." Jack starts saying.
"Galaktoboureko," Allison completes.
"What's gala?" Anna asks.
"A piece of custard pie, covered with honey and layers of filo dough. It's Greek," Jack answers.
"That's when Mary said she was Greek and proceeded to tell us what her ideal meal was. She mentioned dolmades."
"What are those?" Anna asks.
"Stuffed grape leaves. She had some upstairs she made for herself. It didn't have nuts. She brought us upstairs and gave us some to take home. Art asked if he could take her to Greektown that night for dinner. She refused because she would have to clean up later, take a shower and go to bed. The diner was her husband and it came first. He showed up anyway."
"I lent him some civilian clothes. We were close to the same size."
"And he looked hot in those too. I envied her so much," Meg continues.
"He helped her clean up. He even cleaned the grill. "
"He was a grill boy for four years to help pay for college," Allison says.
"Then Art told me he went upstairs and rubbed her feet after her shower. He was so smooth you could skate on him. He refused to tell me the rest."
"But Mary told me when I asked about her hickey. She got VERY lucky and came to work with a BIG smile on her face. She sent him packing not expecting to see him again. Back then he called himself Arthur. He became Joe four years later," Meg ends.
"That was the Arthur I knew and loved in New York City. That man would NEVER wear a tutu," Jack adds.
"When did Joe start to change for the worse?" Anna asks.
"Mary got cancer at thirty-six. They were in love but stayed professional for three years. He moved in and became her caregiver. The rest I told you about last year in London," Jack ends.
"Did you ever meet Joe?" Anna asks.
'No, not really. Art was on his own and didn't need me anymore. I took care of my family instead. Billy and Meg took care of Joe and Mary," Jack answers.
"Who's Billy?"
"Billy was another homeless man Joe took in as his protégé. When Joe rejoined the third time he gave the diner to us 50/50. The partnership didn't last long. After Joe was killed in Afghanistan, we dissolved it and the lot became empty. Billy took it and made it a Starbuck's franchise. He is now the owner and manager and goes by the name William. He and I are the only ones left who remembers Joe and Mary. All there is left are two graves. I do an annual visit every Thanksgiving," Meg continues.
"Why then?" Anna asks.
"Every year Mary had a free meal for the homeless. Art and her ran it and we were servers. I always volunteered the family. It was at the last one I had to tell them Art was killed and how. That ended that," Jack says.
"Will I be seeing Billy?" Anna asks.
"I'm taking you to meet him Monday after we leave the hotel. Anyone want seconds? I do. I like the food here," Jack asks.
"Don't eat too much, Jack. You just got down to your ideal weight," Allison says.
"I will go back to my diet on Monday. My pecan pie days are gone."
"Do they have it here?" Meg asks.
"Just what's on the buffet," Jack answers.
The three British musicians get up to leave. Gerry turns to Jack.
"It was a pleasure meeting you folks. We'll probably see you at the fest," Gerry says.
"Thank you, gentlemen," Jack says, shaking his hand.
The three leave. The boys turn to each other. Jack notices.
"Anything wrong, boys?" Jack asks.
"I can't believe you sat by the three guests and talked about an unknown American soldier who died two years ago. We should have talked to them instead," Arthur Jr. says.
"You will have the whole weekend for that. Now go and get some more food. At these prices, eat up. I want my monies worth," Jack says.
They continue their meals. The sounds of music can be heard underneath them.
"You're in luck boys. The fest started early. Are they under the stairs?" Jack asks.
Joey goes to the end of the restaurant, looks down, and comes back.
"They're right by the front door. We're in luck. Art, you want to eat or grab our guitars and join them?" Joey asks.
"He and you are going to eat. They will be there for a long time. This buffet is twenty dollars. I worked hard for that money. Let Anna and Meg get their foods worth. I know I want it." Jack says.
"Yes, sir," Joey says.
"You're going to love the music sessions. Those people take their music seriously. That's what the boys say."
They continue their meals and finish. The boys run upstairs and grab the guitars. The adults wait by the door. A large group of Beatles fans have set up their stations. There are multiple musicians. The boys come down with their guitars. Someone sees pregnant Allison and gives her a seat. The other adults stand. One musician sees the boys.
"Hey! The Hopkins brothers are here. Join us!" he says.
"Don't mind if we do," Arthur Jr. says.
Two people give them two stools to sit on and the boys join in. The four adults start enjoying the music. Jack turns to Anna and Meg.
"This is why the boys really come. There are actual activities but they start tomorrow at six. We have most of Friday free. I'll show you last year's program upstairs."
The four adults listen to the music for about an hour or so. Jack turns to Anna, Allison and Meg.
"How long do you want to stay? The boys have their own keys. We can leave them and relax adult style at the bar or our rooms," Jack asks.
"Will they be okay by themselves?" Anna asks.
"They'll be fine. Give them a guitar and they'll be safe. I wouldn't mind a beer," Jack says.
"I would like some adult time," Anna adds.
"I can't stay, Jack. It's getting late. I'll call my husband to pick me up," Meg says.
"I'm glad you came, Meg. We'll see you on Monday," Jack says, hugging her.
"Just call me when you're on your way. Thanks for dinner. I'll go make my call outside."
Meg leaves. Jack goes up to Arthur and speaks to him in-between songs. Arthur nods yes. Jack goes back to Anna and Allison.
"We can go now. The boys will probably be up all night. Let's hit the bar," Jack says.
"This time I will treat. I'm sure my room is costing pretty much," Anna says.
"You got my vote," Jack says.
…..
The three adults are sitting at a table. Jack can see the three men from dinner a few tables away. Gerry sees them and waves. Jack waves back and turns to Anna.
"We can't seem to lose them," Anna says.
"We'll meet them when it's official," Jack says.
The sound of jamming has become louder.
""Looks like the group has grown, and the fest hasn't even begun yet," Anna says.
"The fest has their own professional band called Liverpool. They play in the main ballroom. They're the ones that get paid," Jack adds.
"Ally, I bet you can't wait till you have that baby?" Anna asks.
"You bet I do. It's very hard being pregnant in late summer. I'm constantly sweating. I just hope the delivery will be easy. I'm not young anymore. I'm thirty-seven. It's been seventeen years since my first live delivery. I was nineteen then. It was much safer."
"What will you call her?" Anna asks.
"We've already decided. Her first name will be Anna. We can't find a middle name yet," Jack answers.
"You're naming her after me?"
"Do you mind?"
"No, I don't. We thought of giving her a middle name of Alfreda, but Ally talked me out of it."
"I would to, and not because of Alfie. Alfreda is a terrible name," Anna says.
The waitress comes with a tray of fresh drinks. Jack looks at her.
"I didn't order these?"
"The three men at that table did. They would like to join you," the waitress says.
"They want to sit with us?" Jack asks.
He looks at the girls.
"Why not? Send the over," Ally says.
The waitress gives them their drinks and the three musicians join them.
"Thank you for the drinks. It was very nice of you," Jack says.
"It was nice of you to let us eat in peace. Now that your boys are gone, we Brits can talk as adults," Gerry says.
And they did.
….
Jack goes into his room. Allison and Anna follow. The boys are still not there. They are downstairs.
"It's getting late, Jack. The boys should be up here by now," Allison says.
"If they're not here in an hour I'll go get them," Jack answers.
He goes over to the balcony door and opens it. The two girls follow him. He turns to the girls.
"So, we got to meet the real British Invasion. The boys will never believe it," Jack says.
"I say we don't tell them till after the weekend is over. LET IT BE our secret," Allison says.
"Very funny quote, Allison," Jack says.
"What do you have planned for me this week, Jack?"
"Monday, we meet Billy. If it's not too late, we'll go see the graves. If it is, we go early Tuesday. Then we go to Greektown for an early supper. That's the only time I will drive. Maybe Tuesday we hit a few museums. We have all kinds here. We could see the stars at the Planetarium, or the mummies at the Field Museum, or press a lot of buttons at the Museum of Science and Industry," Jack answers.
"And what do you like to do?" Anna asks.
"I like to press buttons and then the mummies."
"Wednesday, we'll take the bus to Navy Pier. Maybe even take a lunch boat ride."
"Not eight months pregnant, you're not! I don't want to break my water while we're on water. The delivery will be very quick. I already know that."
"Yes, dear. Lincoln Park Zoo is still free. It's not Brookfield Zoo. That's nicer. Lincoln Park is nice enough."
"Then there's the Sears Tower or the John Hancock. I prefer Sears. Ally likes the Hancock. We'll toss a coin on that."
"Then there's the Red Lion Pub on Lincoln Avenue. It's run by a real AND transplanted British owner. The old one was haunted before it was torn down and rebuilt on the same site. We can get our British food there. The boys can come as long as they're with adults and early enough. I'll think of more things later. That enough, Miss Hopkins?" Jack asks.
"I'm already tired, Jack, and we haven't even started. Can Ally do all that walking?" Anna asks.
"I'll try, Anna. Don't worry. I'll tell him when to stop."
Jack looks at the night sky. He can see some stars. The city lights hide most of them.
"The night sky is so clear. It's going to rain all weekend. It's good we can stay inside. I hope next week is dry. Who knows with Chicago weather? The one thing we WON'T do is go to Clark St. during a Cub baseball game. Too many drunks and the traffic's terrible."
"I agree with you on that," Allison says.
"Let's go into your room. It's time you unpack a few things. Don't bother with T-shirts, You'll be getting one here."
The three adults go into her room. Anna unpacks a few things while they speak.
"So, Anna, how is your social life lately? Seeing anyone?" Jack asks.
"Yes, I am. We met a few months ago."
"What's his name and how did you meet?" Jack asks.
"His name is Jacob and we met at work. He's an accountant for BP."
"You got a job at BP? Doing what? When did this happen?" Allison asks.
"I'm a general secretary. I can type and I know computers. I'm smarter than I look. I helped Jacob with a computer problem. The IT guy was at lunch."
"Why didn't you tell us? You had hours to do it?"
"Jacob is a widower with two grown children."
"But?" Allison asks.
"He's Jewish."
Jacks' jaw drops.
'Oh, that explains why it took so long."
"Dad's met him and likes him. The problem is our religion. I want to have a real commitment with someone. I'm not getting any younger. Jacob wants to commit but we don't have a way of getting married. Neither of us wants to convert. That's where I'm at right now."
"The world is changing. There's always a civil ceremony," Allison says.
"I don't want to rob Dad of walking me down the aisle. Jacob and I don't know what to go. He's reform and they don't care if I convert or not. But Dad wants a priest to be there too, only we can't find one who will yet. Sometimes it's a bummer being Catholic."
"Has he asked you?" Jack asks.
"Yes, and I want to. He's a good man, and he's ready to accept me as I am."
Jack walks up to her, puts his hands on her shoulders, and kisses her forehead.
"Then I accept him. I just hope you can find a priest soon. I want my little sister to be happy. Where will you live?"
"I asked him to share the house with us. Right now he lives in a small flat. We could use the extra bedrooms when his children come to visit. They are out of the house but haven't married yet."
Jack hugs her.
"I hope it all works out. I would love to see you in white, only it was cost a fortune. Try and do it viral if you can. What time is it, Ally?"
"Time to get the boys," Allison answers.
"I'll be right back."
Jack leaves Anna's room Allison goes to Anna and hugs her.
"You have just made him very happy. I wish you luck."
…
It's Friday night. They have just paid their way, and got their paper bracelets and programs. Jack begins reading as the boys have already made their plans. He turns to the boys.
"Where do we begin?" Jack asks.
"Anywhere, Dad. Joey and I want to hit the music. We've already done this last year. Tomorrow we want to do the sound-alikes. We want to enter, maybe even win," Arthur Jr. answers.
"Where do WE begin?" Jack asks, again.
"You guys, except Mom, need Beatles T-shirts. I don't think they make maternity ones. The flea market is right down the main hall. There are tons of T-shirts. They don't cost much. Once you get your shirts, you can flea all you want," Arthur Jr. answers.
"And then there's the video room. They have all outdated Beatles videos. You guys might remember them," Joey adds.
"Or, you could see the guest speaker panels. Sometimes the musical guests perform. They all perform together with Liverpool later. The music will get loud. I warn you NOT to sit by the speakers," Arthur Jr. says.
"There's a smaller stage where non-professionals perform. And then there's always the jamming. If you're into art, there is an art room," Joey continues.
"You could also take a picture of the zebra crossing cutout, but we did the real one last year. So just skip that," Arthur Jr. continues.
"Boys, you didn't hear MY question? Where do WE as a group go?" Jack asks.
The boys turn to each other and shrug their shoulders.
"The flea market. Follow us."
The group walks on.
…
They enter the flea market.
"There are two flea markets. There's the coordinators one. That's the official one. It's a real tourist trap but that's where you'll be able to find your shirts. Then there's the general market. It has all the neat stuff. We prefer that one. First, let's get your shirts," Arthur Jr. says.
They go to a large table with quite a few shirts.
"Skip the official ones with the years. Get something generic. They're better. We like the ones with song titles or messages. You have a million to choose from," Arthur Jr. says.
"Chances are they were made in China. Whatever size you wear, get one bigger. Chinese people are skinny, we are not," Joe continues.
The three adults look at the choices.
"What do you think, ladies?" Jack asks.
"Do we have to match?" Allison asks.
"Then they'll tell everyone you're virgins. Try not to match. Be original," Joey says.
The three adults start examining the shirts. They finally find the ones and buy them. The vender gives them the bags. Jack turns to the boys.
"Now what?" Jack asks.
"Now, you flea. Next go to an activity you want. It's too early to start jamming," Arthur Jr. answers.
"Is this where we break up?" Jack asks.
"Not yet. We'll hit the video room. Maybe there's some we haven't seen. Or you guys could go karaoke? All you need is your lungs. They give you the words. You can't make a mistake. There's even a special room where you can make your own recording. That cost money. Karaoke is free."
"Free is good. Let's do that," Jack says.
…..
They enter the karaoke room. People are gathered around the book of song titles. Jack grabs one and they search the choices.
"What do you see?" Allison asks.
"How about this one? It's called Anna. I can't remember the tune. How about Yellow Submarine? We all know that. We could sing it as a group," Jack suggests.
"Sounds good, Dad. Joey and I will do the sound effects. "I'll go sign us up."
Arthur grabs a piece of paper and walks up to the MC.
"Can you sing Jack?" Anna asks.
"Not very well. I sound great in the shower."
"Everyone does, but do you?"
"There's a reason the boys didn't want me to sing Ferry Cross the Mersey," Jack answers.
Arthur returns and they wait their turn.
"Our next act is a family song. Let's hear it for Hopkins. Are they still here?" the MC asks.
"That's us." Jack answers.
The group goes on the stage.
"Here goes nothing," Jack says.
The MC starts the song and the words appear. They begin to sing. The adults are not very good. The boys are great with the sound effects. They conclude and the people in the room clap. They leave the stage.
"How did we do?" Jack asks.
"Dad, I'll be honest. We are not the Partridge Family. Want to try another one?" Joey asks.
"Yes, but I want it to be special. Give me a paper and pen."
Jack goes back to the MC and they all sit down and wait again.
"This time we have Jack and Allison Hopkins. Let's give them a hand."
Jack and Allison get on the stage.
"I'll like to sing this to my wife. Ally you stand there."
The music starts and Jack sings SOMETHING. When he gets to the end of the song, and the words DON'T WANT TO LEAVE HER NOW, he stands behind her and puts his hands on her belly. Everyone laughs, except Allison. The MC laughs.
"At least you won't have to sleep on the couch. The damage has been done."
Allison glares at Jack.
"I don't know how but I'll get you back for this," Allison says.
"You have to admit it was funny," Jack says.
They both get off the stage. Jack turns to the boys.
"What's next, boys?"
"Beatlesfest or your divorce? I say divorce," Arthur Jr. says.
Allison starts to laugh.
"Actually, it was funny. Just don't do it again. You WILL sleep on the couch," Allison says.
They follow the boys out of the room.
…
The group is eating dinner. It is not buffet time. They are down to snacks. The boys are engrossed in their programs. You can see the wheels turning in their heads. Anna has the giggles.
"What are you laughing at?" Jack asks.
"I was remembering Ally's face when you put your hands on her belly. I wish I had a camera. You can be really sneaky, brother."
"I can't help it. The idea just hit me."
"You're lucky Mom didn't hit you back," Arthur Jr. says.
"What's the next move, boys?"
"You hit the grand ballroom. You should at least see Liverpool once. We are going under the stairs. They're already jamming. That's the real reason we came," Joey says.
"What about the three heroes who sat by us at dinner? Don't you want to see them?" Jack asks.
"Tomorrow. Tonight we want to jam," Arthur Jr. answers.
"Then we'll join you. I'll just have to find your mother a chair. Go back to the rooms. We'll meet under the stairs."
The boys leave.
"What do you think of the fest so far? Are you tired of the Beatles yet?" Jack asks.
"No, I love it. I wish Alf were here with me," Anna answers.
"So do I, on both points. But I WILL be tired by Sunday night," Jack says.
Allison jumps and Jack notices.
"Something wrong?" Jack asks.
"She kicked."
Allison jumps again.
"Anna, give me your hand."
Allison grabs Anna's hand and puts it on her belly. She jumps again and Anna feels it.
"I feel it. I do believe she loves the Beatles too," Anna says.
"Just as long as she's not born here," Jack says.
….
The adults go down under the stairs. The two boys come with their guitars. The other guitarists make room for them. One person gets up and gives Allison a cushioned seat. Jack and Anna stand. The group begins jamming. Anna turns to Jack.
"Your boys are really talented," Anna says.
"Music must be in their blood. I don't know where they got it. It didn't come from me and Ally."
"It came from God. If they start writing songs you may have the next Lennon & McCartney," Anna says.
"That would be great. We could use the money," Jack says.
Allison jumps and touches her belly. The woman next to her notices.
"Are you alright?" she asks.
"No, the baby's just kicking. It feels like she is dancing to the music. Boys, come here. You have to feel this," Allison asks.
The two boys come over. She takes Arthur's hand and puts on her belly. The music has stopped temporarily.
"You feel that? That's your baby sister saying hello."
"I feel it, Mom. It doesn't hurt?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"No, it doesn't. Your turn, Joey. Give me your hand."
He does.
"She's saying hi to me too. She's also saying she loves the Beatles and wants to hear more music," Joey says.
"Then do as she says, young man. You GET BACK up there and play," Allison says.
The boys go back to their spot. They are so happy they could cry. The group begins again. The woman who noticed Allison turns to her.
"My babies did the same thing when I was pregnant when they heard the Beatles. It's a good sign," she says.
"Thank you for saying that."
The woman turns her attention back the music. Jack smiles.
…
A few hours pass and the crowd has grown. Arthur walks up to Jack.
"It's time to see Liverpool. Remember no speaker seats. It will get very loud."
"Where will you boys be?"
"Right here. We're not moving. Could you give us some money so we could buy some cokes?" Arthur Jr. asks.
Jack gives him the money.
"This should hold you. Remember to be in the room by midnight. I don't want to have to get you."
"Okay. Enjoy the main stage."
Arthur goes to his prior post and the adults leave to see Liverpool. And yes it was loud.
….
It is Saturday afternoon and the Hopkins clan enter a side room. They are wearing their new shirts. There are people lining up to enter the sound-alikes. The boys get in line. Jack saves five seats. Beside him are the guitars. He opens Alf's case and sighs. Anna sees him.
"He's still with us, Jack. He always will be as long as we have his guitar."
Jack turns to Anna.
"I know. I can see his guitar gently weeping. Boy am I coming with Beatle song titles. I wish I had learned how to play."
"It's not too late. Just ask the boys and they can help you."
"After this weekend, I will. This time next year I may be up there."
"Just promise us one thing, you won't sing."
The boys come back to their seats. Arthur sees the case open.
"Why is the case open?" Arthur. Jr. asks.
"I was just admiring Alf's guitar. I don't suppose you boys could teach me how to play?"
"Just name the day, after this weekend. It's still a good guitar. The wood hasn't warped," Arthur Jr. answers.
Jack closes the case.
"What will you boys sing?" Jack asks.
"We're doing the same thing we did at the Cavern Club. This time we warned you. We don't expect to win. We just wanted to tell others about Uncle Arthur," Joey says.
"You can still win. Don't lower you expectations before you start. They're starting now."
The MC comes to the front.
"Hello and welcome to the sound-alikes. This is where we hear just how talented you REALLY are. We will call the groups by five. When your names are called, just please line up by the wall. Our first performers are…," the MC begins.
"What group are you in?" Allison asks.
"We're somewhere in the middle, Mom. It will be a wait," Joey answers.
"Good. I won't miss anything. Your sister is pressing on my bladder. I can't wait till I can sit without leaving to pee ever hour. Do yourself a favor, Joey, don't ever get pregnant," Allison says.
"That could NEVER happen, Mom,"
Joey looks at Jack and smiles. Time passes. The competition becomes more rough. The boys don't seem pleased.
"We'll never get in, Art," Joey says.
"You got that right, Joey," Arthur. Jr. says.
"Come boys be positive. You might. I know you will. You're my two sons and I'm very proud of you," Jack says.
"At least we got your vote," Joey says.
The MC stands in front of them.
"Our next entry is a pair of local brothers. They call themselves THE HOPKINS BROTHERS. They come from Chicago and will be singing a Beatles song. Come on up, boys."
The boys do and bring their guitars. The MC goes to them as they prepare.
"Tell us about yourselves."
"My name is Arthur and this is my brother, Joey. This is our second year here."
"I don't know Chicago. What part are you from?"
"We live in Wrigleyville, the heart of Cub territory. I was born in New York City and Joey was born in Chicago," Arthur Jr. says.
"And which do you like best?"
"I can't remember. We left New York four days after I was born. I'm a 911 baby."
"Let's hear you sing. Everyone, the Hopkins Brothers."
The MC leaves the stage.
"Hello folks. This is the second time we have performed this song live. The last time was last year at the rebuilt Cavern Club in Liverpool, and yes it is a tourist trap. Before we start we would like to dedicate this to song to the memory of our Grand Uncle 1st Sgt. Arthur Joseph Matthews. Uncle Arthur was an American infantry soldier who passed two years ago. He gave his life to save the lives of his men. He met a grenade and was too close to it. His best friend was and is our father, Jack Hopkins, who is sitting in the audience. Uncle Arthur this is how much we all love you and miss you," Arthur Jr. says.
The boys play the song and the MC goes up to them.
"That was wonderful boys, and a beautiful tribute to a brave soldier. America needs more heroes. Is you Dad still here?"
"He's sitting next to our Mom," Joey says.
The MC looks into the crowd.
"Will the real Jack Hopkins please stand up?"
Jack stands up and shyly waves.
"You must be very proud of your boys."
"Yes, I'm very proud."
"I detect a British accent. Are you British?"
"I was born in London and moved here thirty years ago. My boys are half-Brits, and I've another coming any day now. She's sitting next to me."
"I guess you have your hands full. One good thing, you'll have two babysitters when you need them. You can sit down now. Let's have our next act."
Jack sits and the boys come back to their seats. He turns to them.
"You may not win, but people WILL remember you. Good job, boys. Arthur would be proud."
The contest continues and they reach the part where five winners are announced. Four have been introduced and the boys have given up hope.
"Our last entry will be…the envelope please. I've always wanted to say that…the Hopkins Brothers."
The boys are in shock.
"We made it, Joey. We made it," Arthur Jr. cries.
"Congratulations to the semi-finalists. Please be in the main ballroom at six tonight. Be prepared to do it again to a much larger crowd. Till then get some dinner and enjoy the fest."
"We knew you'd do it. And you were worried?" Anna says.
"Next time, believe us. Time to pee again. I'll be right back," Allison says.
Allison stands and leaves. Jack turns to the boys.
"You did great, boys. What's next?"
"We saw some things we wanted in the flea market," Joey answers.
"Decided. We flea," Anna says.
…..
It is six o'clock and everyone is in the grand ballroom. The adults are in the front row. The boys are behind the side curtains. All the entrees are nervous. The fest MC stands before them.
"Folks, this is how this will go. Each of you will be called to perform. After, all of you do, you will line up and there will be a show of hands. The group or persons that have the louder clap will be the winner. For now, relax. We'll start in a few minutes."
Joey turns to Arthur.
"What if we forget the words, Art?" Joey asks.
"We won't forget. We've sung it a thousand times. Just relax and look at Mom and Dad. Ignore the other two thousand people," Arthur Jr. says.
The time comes and they are called. They perform and take their place at the end of a long line. The MC goes to each of the entrees and puts his hand over them. He gets to them and place goes wild. It is the last attempt. The choice is between these two. The boys are not in it. The MC does it again, and someone else is chosen. The boys start to leave the stage. The MC meets with the fest director. He waves them back and goes to the microphone.
"People, the fest has just added a special category, honorable mention. This year's winner will be the Hopkins Brothers. Let's give them a hand," he speaks to them.
"It was a wonderful thing you did today. You honored our troops. Every day they take their lives in their hands to secure our freedom."
"We did it because he was family," Arthur Jr. says.
"Every American soldier is family to us. How many of you out there have family members that are now serving? Let's hear a cheer."
There is a loud cheer from the audience.
"I have a brother in Iraq, myself. Did you boys come alone?"
"We came with our parents and a visiting Aunt from England," Arthur Jr. says.
"And where are they?"
"There in the front row," Arthur Jr. says.
"And which one is your Dad?"
"The guy in the imagine shirt."
"Dad, come up here. It's time we met."
Jack points to himself. He is in shock.
"Yeah, you. Come up here."
Jack gets up and goes to the stage. He is scared shitless. The MC goes to him.
"So, you're Jack."
"I was until a few moments ago. Now I'm not too sure."
"You're British. I can hear it. Where were you born?"
"London."
"And how did you meet Sgt. Matthews?"
"We lived in the same building in NYC. I worked for BP and was on a visitor's visa. I'm now an American citizen. He lived across the hall."
"And when was this?"
"We met in 1991 and left right after 911."
"You saw it?"
"We didn't see the planes but we saw the damage. That's when Arthur first joined the army and we moved to Chicago."
"Would you have a picture of him?
"Yes."
Jack pulls out his wallet and gives the MC a picture of Arthur in uniform.
"He was a handsome man. It's a shame no one can see it. With all this modern technology, it should be possible."
There is a cry of "BUT THERE IS" is heard in the audience. The MC looks up.
"Did I hear there is? Who said that? Come up and tell me how."
A man comes up and speaks to the MC who leans down from the stage. The MC smiles. He mouths out YES, IT WILL WORK. The MC turns to Jack.
"May we borrow the picture? I promise we'll give it back."
The MC takes the picture and goes to the microphone.
"Could we have the audio visual tech?"
Another man goes to the stage and speaks to the MC. He takes the picture. Jack looks at Allison and Anna. Everyone is confused. A few minutes later Arthur's picture appears on the screen behind him.
"Welcome to technology folks. This is Sgt. Arthur Matthews."
Jack turns and can sees his picture. He can't believe his eyes. He looks at the boys and hugs them.
"Now everyone can see him," Jack says, his eyes starting to tear.
"Let's all stand to honor this man with a salute."
The audience stands and salutes. The MC turns to Jack as the audience sits down.
"Now everyone can honor him."
Jack is almost crying as he lets' the boys go.
"Thank you for doing this," Jack says.
The picture is returned and the MC gives it back to him.
"You raised two good boys. They will be fine men."
"You don't have to tell me that."
The MC goes to the boys.
"We still have some prizes left. Just go to the table and pick what you want."
"Prizes?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"We forgot this was a contest?" Joey asks.
"Go on. And thank you Jack for letting us sees the face of the men and women protecting our country."
Jack and the boys leave the stage and sits down. He turns to the boys.
"You may not have won, but you WILL be remembered. What's next, more jamming?"
"No, dinner. Can we have the buffet instead of snacks?" Joey asks.
"We can't buffet much more. It's over a hundred dollars every time," Jack says.
Allison takes his hand.
"Just one more time. The boys deserve it."
"Okay, one more time. I wanted to save the money for breakfast. Let's go."
The group leaves the crowded room.
…
They are eating dinner as the buffet. The boys are happy and jumpy. Jack and Allison are very proud.
"Thank you, boys for doing that again. It showed your originality and that's what the people honored," Jack says.
"It's something I can tell Dad back home. He always said we would rule the world," Anna says.
The restaurant manager comes to them and speaks to Jack.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hopkins, may I speak to you?"
"Of course, is something wrong?"
"The hotel manager has notified me about what happened at your fest today. From now on, tonight included, your meals will be paid by the hotel. It's the least we can do for the families of our servicemen and women."
Jack is shocked.
"I don't know what to say. I wasn't the one who served. All I did was marry into the family. Thank you."
The manager walks away.
"At least we know we can eat. You boys are better than the USO."
"Who?"
"Never mind. Now eat. Feel free to go back for seconds."
A group of people sit at the table next to him. They recognize the family.
"Hey! It's you. YO! Sgt. Matthews!" one cries.
The oldest man at the table turns to them. He is about seventy years old. He taps Jack's shoulder and he turns.
"I served in Vietnam over fifty years ago. We never got that reception. It's good to know America has changed. I'm sorry for your loss. Sgt. Matthews died a hero," the man says.
"My Uncle only did what HE had to do. He died a hero but I would still like to have him back. Thank you for your words," Allison says, tearing from her eyes.
The man returns to speak to his table.
"Can we do something happy now? I didn't come to Beatlesfest to cry," Allison says.
"Let's see what the boys have in mind. Let's eat first," Jack says.
…..
Sunday comes and the group goes to the next Sunday activities. The boys would separate only to join in the jamming. Everywhere they went people would raise their hands and say "YO! Matthews!'' It becomes very hard for them to keep a low profile. The family is sitting in the lobby by the front door. It is raining and has been for two day. They have empty Starbucks cups in their hands.
"I wish it would stop raining. I would kill for fresh air," Allison says.
"I checked on the car. It hasn't floated away yet. I hope this week is dry. I'd love to see Chicago without an umbrella. I feel like I'm back home in England."
"At least the cigarette smokers aren't there. I'm glad I didn't start," Anna says.
"Too bad Lizzie did," Jack says.
"Lizzie is a lot of things. Smoking fags is just one of them," Anna says.
"That's what American call gays. Be careful what that word here, Sis."
"I keep forgetting I'm in America. You guys are so much like us," Anna says.
"Are you tired of the Beatles yet? I am. Next year we're leaving on Sunday, not Monday. Can I see a show of hands of you who agree?" Jack asks.
All of them raise their hands. A group of people walk by.
"YO! Hopkins!" they cry.
"And I'm getting tired of that. I hope they forget by next year," Arthur Jr. says.
"Look at it this way. We get free food," Jack adds.
"But how much can we eat?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"I like it, Jack," Allison says.
"You would. You're eating for two," Jack answers.
"And peeing for one. I'll be right back. Joey, please hold my seat."
Allison leaves. Joey throws his guitar on her chair.
"I can't wait to see our water bill this month. You Mum lives in the loo,"
The rain stops.
"Hey! The rain's stopped!" Arthur Jr. says.
"Yes, it has. Throw away your empty cups. As soon as your Mom gets back, we are taking a walk and getting some air. Hurry back, luv. Our legs are itching."
She comes back. Jack turns to the boys.
"Boys, put those guitars back in the rooms. Hurry up before it starts raining again. We're going for a LONG walk," Jack says.
The boys do as they are told.
….
"It's Monday morning and the group is checking out. Jack and Anna are at the front deck handing back their keys. The clerk before them hand them the bills. It is much lower and he is confused.
"Something wrong, sir?"
"I expected it be more,"
"The manager has decided to remove your meals. You're just paying for two adjoining rooms, and state and city taxes. Would you like to pay more?"
"No, I'll take it. Here's my card."
Jack gives him his credit card. He gives him the completed bills. Jack and Anna walk over to the boys.
"Something wrong, Dad?" Joey asks.
"No. Something is not wrong. You boys have just saved us close to a thousand dollars. I could get used to this. It's nice being a virgin."
"Now what?" Allison asks.
"I was thinking about that. Why don't you and Anna take a cab? There's no way all of us and our luggage will fit in the car. Just use our card to pay. Let's go home. We'll meet there and go back to Starbuck's and Billy."
The group heads to the elevator and the car.
…
Billy is waiting at Starbuck's. Meg sits at a counter and waits. Her phone goes off and she picks it up.
"Hello… Oh hi, Jack. How was the fest?...I can't wait to hear all about it…Nothing. Billy is working and I'm having some coffee…See you soon."
Meg puts down her phone and turns to Billy.
"They're on their way," Meg says.
"I can't wait to see Jack again. I haven't seen him since the funeral."
"He looks the same, only thinner. Ally's gained all the weight."
"How?"
"She eight months pregnant and due any day,"
Jack's car drives up and he parks. The five walk in. Meg smiles and greets them with hugs. Billy comes out from around the counter and goes to Jack.
"Jack, Meg was right. You have lost weight. No more pecan pie."
"And Ally has gained it."
"Boy or girl?"
"Girl. It took us five tries but I will finally have a daughter."
"Tell us about your weekend."
"Later… First Billy, I would like you meet my sister, Anna. She's visiting from home."
Billy extends his hand.
"It's nice to meet you, Anna. I wish I could say I've heard about you but I haven't seen Jack since Joe's funeral."
"I'm told this is where the diner stood."
"It stood here for over forty years. It was Mary's family business. I worked it the last year it was open. I have a plaque honoring Joe and Mary on the wall. The jigsaw puzzle is one they worked on before she died. They loved doing puzzles. Would you like to see their old apartment? It's upstairs. We can talk there. Follow me," Billy asks.
They go behind the counter and up the stairs.
…..
The group enters the apartment. Billy has had it painted and changed the furniture to his liking, but the rest is the same.
"Have a seat everyone. I'll be right back. I have some pictures to show you."
He comes back with a photo album, sits down, and opens it.
"These are all the pictures I have. I was only here for one year."
"Are there any of Uncle Arthur in the pink tutu?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"No, I wish. Joe was a big guy. He had the frame of John Wayne, with muscles. He wasn't like Arnold. Only Meg can remember him with a tutu. I was short and skinny like you boys."
"This is our little birthday party. It was Joe's. I just started. See, I told you I was skinny. That's me, and that's Joe."
"He looked so young. After Mary died he aged overnight," Jack says.
"He was under a lot of stress and it showed. He and Mary were always fighting towards the end."
"One day I became so tired of him pushing her around I went upstairs and threw him out. He became such a bully. He became angry and very violent, even to her, Meg says.
"Sounds like someone I know," Jack says.
"It was Mary who told me she had sent him back to the VA. He has PSTD. He needed to be stabilized again," Meg says.
"If only those people at Beatlesfest would have known this. We wouldn't have saved a thousand dollars," Jack says.
"How did you save it?" Meg asks.
"We'll tell you later. Any pictures of Mary before she got sick?" Jack asks.
"No, her brother took those pictures back with him to France and Joe took their wedding picture."
"I have the picture back at the house. It was among the things the army sent back after he died. It's on the mantle. I'll show you at home," Jack tells Anna.
"We have very little left of Mary to show. She didn't have much of a life. The diner owned her. She inherited it after her brother Peter deserted her. He was a REAL asshole. I have never met a man so inside ugly," Meg says.
"You didn't meet Arthur in New York. I did. It's good he became Joe. Arthur was three men; the asshole in New York, Joe, and finally Sgt. Matthews," Jack says.
"And which one died?" Billy asks.
"I want to say it was your Joe, but I believe it was MY Arthur grown up," Jack answers.
"He was all of them, Jack. It just depended on who he was with and the time of his life he was experiencing," Allison answers.
She looks at the apartment walls and sees more jigsaw puzzles.
"When did he and Mary do those puzzles?" Allison asks.
"That was when he was Joe. He was her caregiver. He gave them all to me when he left. That was the day he told me he would always be in my head. And he was. The night before we found out he had died, I dreamt I saw how it happened. I couldn't see his face but I recognized his hand as he threw the grenade. I saw his wedding ring. Back to the photo album."
Billy turns another page.
"This was just a picture of him. He didn't know I was taking it. It's a good profile. I think that's the best picture taken of him. It showed how gentle he really was."
Jack looks at the picture.
"Yes, that is Joe. I can't see any Arthur there."
"Are you guys going to the gravesite?" Billy asks.
"As soon as we leave. It's early. We checked out of the hotel early. Will you be coming?" Jack asks.
"Not today. I have to work late. I'll go with Meg on another day. But, thanks for the offer," Billy answers.
"That's all I have. Joe was not one for pictures.."
Billy and the group rise.
"Thanks for coming. And Anna, it's been nice meeting you. I hope you enjoy your stay in Chicago," Billy says.
"I will. Thank you, William."
Billy and the group leave the apartment.
….
The Hopkins clan and Meg approach the gravesites. Allison and Anna are holding flowers. They bend down and put the flowers one on each grave and step back. Jack just stares at them.
"I remember standing here looking at two filled plots. There wasn't even tombstones or names yet. It was too soon. It was just ten days difference. It seemed so unreal. It still does. We had to mourn for two not one. At least we have names and dates," Jack starts.
"I remember how cold it was at the airport. Not even my gloves could keep my hands warm," Meg says.
"I remember the letter the army sent having to send Jack to tell you and Billy. The whole day was a nightmare. Now all we have is graves," Allison says.
"I can see Joe's face in my mind as Mary greeted him in Heaven. I bet she looked well. Her cancer would be gone," Meg says.
"I wish you would have met them Anna. They were both amazing people," Jack says, a tear running down his cheek.
"They had to be to affect you, Jack. You were full of hate after what happened to you. Only a miracle could happen for you to care. I don't know what was worse, Alf's outward hatred for your coldness. I really thought I had lost you."
"You did, Anna. Everybody lost me. I lost myself. But I'm back. It's like the song, I ONCE WAS LOST BUT NOW I'M FOUND. Why is the world always so sad?" Jack asks.
Allison goes to him and takes his hand.
"It isn't always sad, especially today."
"What's so special about today?"
"I've just started labor. I think you better take me to the hospital, now!"
"But it's too soon. Can't you hold it?"
"This is my third time. I don't have the option."
Jack looks at Meg.
"Meg, can you drive the boys' home? We have to go," Jack says.
"Of course. Call me after it's over. Come with me boys," Meg says.
"Mom, you gonna be okay?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"I'll be fine. We'll talk later. Jack, we have to go NOW!"
"Just don't break the water in the car."
"I just did. You can't see it because we're standing on grass. Let's go now."
Jack, Allison and Anna leave. Meg takes the boys home.
…
Jack, Anna, and Allison arrive at the ER. He runs in and goes to the front desk.
"My name is Jack Hopkins. My wife, Allison, is in labor. She's in the car. It's her third live delivery."
"Bring her in. We'll call the OB department. Do you know the Doctor's name?" the nurse asks.
"Dr. Malcolm."
"We'll call him. Bring her in have a seat. I'll have the orderly get her."
Jack sits down as Allison is wheeled in with Anna following behind. Allison is starting to breathe. The nurse makes a phone call and hangs up.
"Send her straight to OB. They're waiting for her," the nurse says.
The orderly wheels Allison into an elevator. Jack and Anna join them. Jack is becoming anxious. Anna takes his hand.
"Relax, Jack. Women do this every day," Anna says.
"Not when they're eight months pregnant. That's a bad sign."
"Maybe she's on time. Many things bring sooner deliveries. It could be the walking this weekend or the doctor had the wrong date, or both? Ally will be fine," Anna says.
"That's easy for you to say. You've never had a baby," Jack says.
"I lost one a few months before I broke up with my last relationship. I just didn't tell anyone. Only you know," Anna says.
The elevator door opens as Jack turns to Anna. He and Anna go out. The orderly brings Allison to another room to get her ready. Jack turns to Anna.
"That's why I left him. He didn't want to take responsibility for the baby," Anna says.
Before Jack can respond to Anna's statement a nurse goes to Jack.
"Have you had Lamaze training?" the nurse asks.
"Yes, we took the class a few months back," Jack answers.
"Then get into some scrubs. She is far along. It will be very soon," the nurse says.
"May I go in too? She's my sister-in-law and my brother needs the support," Anna asks.
"All right. Your scrubs are in the next room. Ask the nurse," the nurse answers.
…
Allison is in the delivery rom. It is almost time. Jack is by the bed holding her hand. Anna is on the other side. The doctor is in front of Allison. A sheet covers her from the waist down. She is breathing heavily.
"You're almost there, Ally. Just a more breaths and then you can push down. It's almost over. You've done this before."
"That was seventeen years ago."
Allison looks at Jack.
"Why am I so early, Doctor?" Allison asks.
"Have you been doing a lot of walking lately?" the Doctor asks.
"Yes, we were at a convention this weekend," Allison answers.
"That explains it. Maybe your math was wrong. The extra walking helped. Now it's time to push. Push hard."
Allison pushes.
"I can see the baby crowning. Just one more push. Take a few breaths and really let it go."
Allison does as the Doctor pulls out the baby. Allison lies back down. The Doctor cleans out the baby's mouth and puts her in a small blanket and on Allison's chest.
"Congratulations, Ally. You have a daughter," the Doctor says.
Allison and Jack are crying.
"Is she okay?" Allison asks.
"We still have to examine her. Just be glad she's finally out," the nurse says.
Jack looks at the baby.
"Just look at all that hair," Jack says.
"That's why I always had indigestion."
The nurse comes to Allison.
"Let me have your little one. We need to clean her up AND you. Please wait in the waiting room. We'll come get you both when your ladies are finished."
Jack and Anna leave.
…
They sit down in the waiting room. Jack is numb. First it was Anna's confession and then seeing his daughter for the first time. Anna takes his hand.
"She beautiful, Jack,"
"Did you see all her hair?"
"I've heard indigestion means hair growth. You're lucky this didn't happen this weekend."
"You got that right. I can't wait to hold her. I have a daughter. I finally did it,"
He remembers Anna's confession.
"Oh, I'm sorry Anna. I forgot about your confession. I was so engrossed with Ally, I forgot you. Forgive me."
"I wasn't going to tell anyone. It just seemed the perfect time to tell you."
"When did it happen?"
"The prior Christmas. Dad invited us over by I told him I had the flu. I was two months when I miscarried. I remember Ally saying she had two miscarriages," Anna says.
"We tried very hard to have a girl. Each time we failed."
"And now you finally succeeded."
"Yes, we did."
"And we're naming her Anna, just like you. We just can't think of a middle name."
"Don't give her one. Not everyone has to have a middle name."
The nurse comes out.
"You can go in now. Both of your girls are ready," the nurse says.
…
They enter the room. Allison is in a clean bed. She is holding the baby. Jack goes to her left and Anna her right. He keep looking at the baby and then at Allison.
"How do you feel?" Jack asks.
"I'm glad it's all over. Now all I have to do is lose the weight."
He looks at the baby.
"She's beautiful, just like her Mum," Jack says.
"I think I walked too much at the fest. Do you want to hold her?" Allison asks.
Jack leans over and puts the baby in his arms. He looks at the baby.
"Hello there, Anna. I'm your daddy. I know you liked the fest. You were always dancing in your mom's belly. You wanted to come out. We want to give you a middle name but we don't know what would sound good with Anna. You got any ideas?" Jack asks.
Allison looks at Anna. Anna is mesmerized watching father and daughter bond. A tear runs down her cheek and Allison notices.
"Something wrong, Anna?" Allison asks.
"No. I'm just watching Jack bond with her. And he said he hated women. Can I hold her next?" Anna asks.
"I don't think Jack will ever let her go," Allison says.
Jack rises, walks around the foot of the bed, and gives Anna the bay. He looks at Anna.
"All you had to do was ask. I'll call Meg," Jack says, leaving the room.
"She is beautiful, Ally. She's sleepy. I bet she's hungry. She's trying to grab MY breasts."
"Give her back. I'll feed her," Allison says.
Anna gives her back the baby. Allison prepares to breastfeed.
"I'll be back," Anna says.
….
She goes into the waiting room. Jack has just closed his phone. He turns and sees Anna.
"Ally's feeding the baby now. Your daughter tried to grab my breasts."
"She got the sex right. Anna, will you ever tell Dad what happened?"
"He's got enough grandchildren to worry about. You just got to give him you news. I'd wait till tomorrow. It's midnight back home."
"Some vacation you got. First you were Beatled to death and before I could show you Chicago, you became an aunt. You have a week left with us. What will I do with you?"
She comes to Jack and takes his arm.
"I'll just have to enjoy being a new auntie."
"We'll think of something. No inside activities. We'll try outside only. Though I really had my heart set on Gala-whatever," Jack says.
"Let's go back in. Mother and daughter need us," Anna says.
They walk back into the room.
….
Jack and Anna walk into his house alone. The boys are waiting and jump him when he comes in.
"What happened?" Joey asks.
"Where's Mom?" Arthur Jr. asks.
"Calm down. Your mom delivered. They're keeping her one night to let her rest. Your sister has a lot of hair. She's beautiful."
"When is she coming home?" Joey asks.
"In two days. She came early and needs some tests. Don't worry. She's fine. I just can't think of a middle name for her."
Jack and Anna sit down.
"Are you guys prepared to lose sleep? Newborns cry a lot," Jack asks.
"Just as long as YOU change the diapers. We're not," Arthur Jr. says.
"Yeah, Dad. You made her, not us. You do the nappies," Joey says.
"Very funny, boys. Your dad is tired and wants to sleep. That means you two. Good night," Jack says.
The boys leave the room. Jack stands and walks to the mantle. Anna follows. He grabs Joe and Mary's wedding picture and gives it to her.
"This is the wedding picture. I wish you could have seen Mary when she was healthy. She was quite pretty."
He then points to Arthur's medal.
"And this Arthur's Medal of Honor, all the good it does. It just says he died."
Anna puts back the picture and looks at the medal.
"I wish I would have known them," Anna says.
"You were only eighteen and across the pond. Come with me. I'll put your bags in your room. We all need sleep."
He picks up her luggage and goes into her room.
…..
It is the next morning. Jack comes out of his room. He is in pajamas. The boys are at the table eating breakfast.
"Did you guys make breakfast?" Jack asks.
"Auntie Anna did," Joey says.
"Where is she?" Jack asks.
"In the basement. She's doing laundry," Joey answers.
"She's doing ALL of ours," Arthur Jr. says.
"Well, I'll be. I forgot about that," Jack says.
Jack leaves for the basement.
…
He goes down the stairs. Anna is folding the completed laundry and looks up.
"Good morning, brother,"
"Morning. How long have you been up?"
"A few hours. I wanted to help. Someone's got to take care of you boys."
"I was going to do that."
"I let you sleep. You needed the rest. I do know how to cook and clean. I'm also a good nanny."
"I didn't know your name was Mary Poppins?"
"SHE was my teacher. Now that you're awake, I'll make you some breakfast. It won't be like the buffet at the hotel, but I will fill you up. You go back upstairs. I'll be up as soon as I put in the next load."
Jack goes back upstairs.
…..
Jack enters Allison's hospital room. She is breast feeding little Anna. She looks up and smiles at Jack. He goes to the bedside and kisses her.
"Hello, luv. I see you're already making breakfast,"
"This little one is very hungry. How are the boys? Where's Anna?"
"The boys are fine. Anna made them breakfast and also did our weekend laundry. She's going to be your nanny for a few days. She's done everything but clean the house."
"She's very sweet, Jack."
"We have a problem. How are we to show her Chicago with the baby?"
"We'll find a way. You'll just have to take the car and not the bus."
"Did you sleep well?" Jack asks.
"Yes, it was nice not having to pee every three hours."
"Now all we have to do is lose sleep when Anna cries."
Jack pets Allison's face.
"She is so small. I remember when the boys were that small. Now look at them. They're grown men."
"But they'll still be our boys."
"When are they letting you go?" Jack asks.
"After I finish giving this one her breakfast."
He touches her breast.
"I envy her. I used to like it there. Now she gets all the attention," Jack says.
"Jack, get your mind out of the gutter. You're a new daddy. What I'm doing is the real reason for breasts."
The nurse comes in.
"Are we finished with breakfast, Mom?" the nurse asks.
"I think so. It's time to burp her," Allison says.
"Let me do that. I want to hold her," Jack says.
"It's your shoulder, "Allison says, giving him a small blanket.
He takes the baby as he puts the blanket on his shoulder. He puts her head on his shoulder and starts rocking her.
"Ready to go home, mama?" the nurse asks.
"I just need to wash up," Allison says, getting out of bed.
The nurse smiles as she watches Jack.
"It always amazes me to see a father do those? You've had a lot of practice," the nurse says.
"That was seventeen years ago. It will be strange having two grown boys and a baby. That's what comes from having a young wife. This one will be our last. By the times this one is twenty, I'll be seventy," Jack says.
Allison comes out and gets back into bed.
"I'll have your discharge papers in a few minutes," the nurse says leaving.
Jack hears Anna finally burp. He lays her in his arms as Allison get out and starts getting dressed.
"I can't wait to see the boy's faces when we bring her home. They were so excited last night," Jack says.
"When will you call your Dad?"
"When we get home. If it's about 2 p.m., it will be eight at home. I won't be waking them up this time."
The nurse comes in with the papers.
"You're all set Mrs. Hopkins. Just give me little Anna and you can pick her up tomorrow."
Jack gives her the baby and the nurse leaves.
"Don't worry. We'll take good care of her."
Jack turns to Allison.
"I found the middle name. It's Michelle. Okay?" Jack asks.
"Like your old girlfriend?"
"No, like the Beatles song. It was either that or Eleanor. Anna Nicole was already taken."
"Michelle is fine. It's easier to say."
She finishes dressing.
"I'll have to wash the dress. It got wet when the water broke."
"Don't worry. I have a feeling Anna will do that. She's already done all the weekend laundry."
He rises and takes her hands and faces her.
"I love you, new mama."
He kisses her.
"Let's take you home. The boys, correction, the men want to see you."
He lets her go and leaves the room, holding her hand.
…
Two days have passed and Jack and Allison bring home the baby. The boys are anxiously waiting. Anna sits quietly. The door opens and they enter. The boys run to them.
"WO! Boys! Don't attack her," Jack says.
"Mom, she's beautiful," Joey says.
"And small," Arthur Jr. says.
"You were that small too, Arthur. Who wants to hold her first? Be sure to introduce her when you do," Allison says.
"I want to!" Arthur Jr. says.
Allison gives him the baby. He is mesmerized.
"Hello Anna. I'm your big brother Arthur. I'm going to be your second dad. I'm going to do everything but change your diapers. So, don't poop on me," Arthur Jr. says.
"That's quite an introduction son. I'm sure your sister will appreciate the last part."
"My turn, Art."
Arthur gives Joey the baby.
"Hello, sis. Welcome home. I'm your other brother Joseph. They call me Joey. I want you to know I love you. Both your brothers love you," Joey says.
Anna walks up to them and opens her arms to Joey.
"My turn."
Anna takes the baby.
"Hello Anna. Welcome home. It's your Aunt Anna, just like you. I hear your middle name is Michelle, Anna Michelle Hopkins. Welcome to the world. Come with me to the nursery. I got it ready for you."
The group goes into the nursery. Anna gets the crib ready. Her e puts the baby into it face down.
"I already know you're not supposed to lay them face up."
"It's a shame you were never a mother," Allison says.
"I may still be as soon as Jacob and I get married."
"Dad can still walk you down the aisle," Jack says.
"I know but my faith will be not being acknowledged, and you won't be there, Jack."
"Have someone film it and you can make it viral. I'll still be there. It should be six at home. Let's give Dad a call. Anna, pick up Anna. We're going to skype."
Anna picks up the baby and they go into the living room. Allison sits down while Jack gets the computer ready. Anna gives her the baby.
"Hello Dad, it's me Jackson. We have someone who's been waiting to meet you. Get Mum…Dad, Mum, this is Anna Michelle Hopkins. She was born two days ago. The first thing she wanted to do was meet her grandparents. Anna, this is Archie and Alice Hopkins…She was born right after we came from Beatlesfest. We're lucky she wasn't born at the hotel…Mum, stop crying. I know she's beautiful…"
"I'm fine, Dad. I'm already Mary Poppins. I took care of the boys. Someone had to…And I still have six more days for my vacation. Jack insists he's going to show me Chicago. I'll be sure to take a lot of pictures," Anna says.
"I have a feeling they'll be most of the baby," Jack says.
"Jack's right, Dad. Anna is beautiful. You should see all the hair she has. No wonder Ally always had indigestion," Anna says.
"We'll let you go now. Little Anna needs her sleep. Luv you Dad and Mum. The next time you see us in person, you'll meet Anna personally. If she's anything like her namesake, you'll be very proud," Jack says, breaking the connection.
Jack sits next to Allison and takes the baby and holds her.
"This little one was made with love," Jack says.
Anna smiles at them.
"Let's put her back. You two still have to make plans for MY vacation," Anna says.
Anna takes the baby and stands. She walks into the nursery. Jack's face goes sad.
"Something wrong, Jack?" Allison asks.
"I'll tell you later. For now, I'll make lunch. How does bangers and mash sound?" Jack asks.
…..
Anna's vacation begins. First, they hit Greektown and have Mary's ideal meal. The waiters fall in love with little Anna. Then they hit Navy Pier and go on a lunch boat ride. The waiters fall in love with little Anna. Third, they went to Lincoln Park Zoo. Other visitors fall in love with Little Anna. Do you see a pattern emerging? Everywhere they went little Anna was the star. Jack got to show Anna HIS Chicago, and they successfully avoided the Chicago Cubs. It is the night before Anna leaves for London. She is packing her bags. Jack and Allison come in. Anna turns and sees them. He comes to her.
"It was nice seeing you," Jack says.
"It was nice seeing you, brother. At least this time we have a happy ending."
"You didn't have to be Anna's nanny all week."
"I wanted to. I wanted to return the favor of the fest. I enjoyed myself. I'll have plenty of stories to tell Mum and Dad."
"That definitely was crazy. I am so glad I saved over one thousand dollars. Next year will be more expensive."
"When will you tell the boys about having drink with the guests?"
"Soon, though I think they already know. They got their autographs. I'm sure the guests told them."
The two boys come in.
"We knew the next day, Dad. They gave it away when they knew our first names. You never told them," Arthur Jr. says.
"Then why didn't you tell us you knew?" Anna says.
"That thing with Uncle Arthur came up, and we forgot," Arthur Jr. answers.
"Gerry did say you and mom were proud of us," Joey says.
"We are, boys, or should I say men. Next year, both of you men will have to make life decisions. Arthur, you'll have to decide about college. Joey, you will be a junior in high school. You won't need us anymore," Jack says.
"We'll always need you, Dad. We'll just see you as an adult," Joey says.
The two boys leave the room. Anna turns to Jack and Allison.
"You'll lose two children to get one more. You'll be starting all over again," Anna says.
"I hope this week didn't bring you down. It always hurts to lose a baby," Allison asks.
"It actually made me feel better. I look forward to having Jacob's children. I'm still young."
Anna turns to Jack and hugs him.
"Thank you for having me. I enjoyed every minute of it. I can't wait to tell Mum and Dad everything that happened."
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. It was nice having a sister for a week," Allison says.
"I feel the same way. We'll leave you to pack," Allison says, letting go.
They leave Anna's room and go into the living room. Jack sits on the couch. Allison joins him and takes his hand.
"You okay, Jack?"
"I'm fine. I'm going to miss her, Ally. I wish she lived next door instead of across the pond."
"Maybe next time she'll bring Jacob with her. It would be nice to meet him," Allison says.
"Yes, it would. It's supper time. This time I've made Shepard's Pie," Jack says.
"You have become a very good cook. Can you teach me?" Allison asks.
"You know I will. I will have my WHOLE life to teach you," Jack says, kissing her.
Anna stands there watching them.
"Now that I wish I had a picture of. Did I hear Shepard's Pie?" Anna asks.
Jack stands up.
"You sure did, Sis."
"I'll get the table ready," Anna says.
She leaves the living room. Jack and Allison follow.
…
The Hopkins clan waits with Anna at the airport gate. She is about to board. Anna faces the adults first.
"I wish I didn't have to go, but Jacob is meeting me at the airport."
"Skype him to me. I want to meet him," Jack says.
"You do know he's your age. He married early. That's why his children are grown. You two will have a lot to talk about."
"And it will mostly be about you. I'll be sure to tell him about your nanny skills. That way he'll make sure he gives you babies," Jack says.
He hugs her and let's her go.
"I'm glad I finally got to meet my sister. You were all he talked about. Send me pictures of little Anna. I want to see her grow," Anna says.
"I will. Have a good trip. Give our love to Mum and Dad, and Jacob. He sounds like a good man," Allison says hugging her.
"He is."
Allison lets go of Anna. Anna faces the boys. Arthur is holding little Anna. She sighs.
"Next time I see you boys you will be grown men. I will call you by your proper names. You've made your parents very proud. Give you Auntie Anna a hug before my flight is called."
Anna hugs Joey. Joey takes the baby and she hugs Arthur. She then takes the baby in her arms and looks at Jack.
"I feel like taking her on board as my overhead luggage. You may never see her again. I promise I'll give you visitation rights."
"Sorry, Sis, but she's still ours," Jack says.
Anna gives her to Allison. Jack takes his last look at Anna.
"Call us and skype often. We want to be at the wedding," Jack says.
The flight is called overhead and the entry doors open. The stewards stand waiting. There is one last hug between Jack and Anna.
"I love you, Jack."
"I love you, Anna."
They part and she goes into the boarding ramp. The family watches as the other passengers go in and the doors close. Jack and Allison are silent. They watch as the plane starts to taxi away from the gate.
"Why do I feel like I should do the peace sign? It's what I did with Arthur," Jack says.
"Things were different then. You weren't sure when you would see him next. You're sure with Anna. Maybe next year she'll bring Jacob, and they will have to stay in the same room, married or not. She's grown up, Jack."
"I know, but she'll always be my little sister."
Allison feels the baby's bottom.
"Time to change her. She's wet. Which one of you men will do the nappies?" Allison asks.
"I'll do it. Joey you're coming with me. There is no way I'm going into the men's room alone," Arthur Jr. says.
Arthur takes the baby and they enter the men's room. Jack and Allison start to laugh lightly.
"Looks like we're starting over again, nappies at midnight," Jack says.
They sit and wait.
THE END
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