Hi all, so I guess if anyone read my note you know why I wasn't around. I deleted that but for those who don't know, this is why I wasn't around.

I know its really late but this is my new years story. But can you blame me once you read this?

Note some of my stories are actual real experiences of me. It's like when JB writes a song it speaks about them. I do that in writing, I write what I know and what I been through. RIP Grandma.

Now I'm not sure how you all would tell a child but if she was mine I think I'd do it like this. I mean I know she is five but what are you gonna do lie a few years?

Anyway one other thing is I wanted to say how great a life Tom's mom had but I'm thinking the family are catholic and my grandma was Jewish so skipping that but I can say she survived a camp. Both of them did.

Normally the five year old perky princess was up at six as she went to sleep at eight-thirty.

But last night was special and she didn't sleep till twelve-thirty as she got to stay up with her family to celebrate the birth of 2011.

So it was nine when she awoke. She blinked her eyes and kissed her bear a good morning as he was always first to be greeted.

"It's a new year Frankie bear, a new year to bug my brothers and maybe finally learn to play music like them" she told him.

The child always set high standards and usually got her way. She got out of bed in her barney pajamas and put on her barney slippers and a pink robe.

She then put on Frankie's bear little blue robe over his blue pajamas. She sometimes bought him clothes but mostly his wardrobe was Stella made.

She walked out and noticed only her father was awake. 'Everyone stayed up real late, I guess I'll let them sleep' she thought.

Shrugging that she'd wait an hour though probably less she went to her dad and hugged his neck.

"Hi Daddy"

Frankie said it cheerfully as she hugged him. The five year old was quick to notice he didn't return the greeting.

"Daddy?" she called to him softly. Tom turned his head and blinked and tears fell from his eyes.

"You're crying, what happened daddy?" she asked.

"Grandma…." he began and stopped. 'You can say it Tom she is your big girl now' he thought.

Tom got a paper towel from the table and wiped his eyes and blew his nose before picking up his youngest child and settling her on his lap.

"Frankie honey do you remember when your fish died?" he asked and Frankie nodded.

"Well just like fish every living thing dies, plants and trees and….people" he said slowly.

"I'll die?" she asked. He nodded. "We won't for many years to come but I am afraid Grandma joined your fish today" he said.

Frankie gasped. She shook her head as tears fell from her eyes.

"I don't like this daddy, please stop scaring me, your making me real sad again" she begged.

"I wish I could princess, she was my mommy you know and…." he answered and burst into tears and the two hugged holding each other tightly.

Sandy walked out then and witnessed the scene. "Tom? Frankie? What happened?" she asked.

"Mommy!" Frankie cried looking up. She jumped off her father and in seconds Sandy was holding her.

"Grandma died momma, it's no fair, I don't want this stupid death, first my fishy then Grandma" she cried.

Okay authors not again. I really don't wanna type all my adventure cuz my fingers will fall off. I just wanted to explain why I wasn't around.

That and this is making me sad again.

The family set off that night to New York where the old woman had lived and the family said hi to her husband.

The next day she was buried and a week later they returned home. They'd move on but the sadness would remain a bit.

That about sums it up. Wow, I think I need a happier Frankie tale this kids life is hell sometimes lol.

Though I probably won't. Just a glimpse my next idea is a certain bff of Frankie's moving. Which is why she's not in any other story. She may return though someday.