(A.N. No copyright infringement intended. By the way- cairns is just pronounced cans, that's the way we aussie's say it:D
If you're wondering about the wonderful city that is cairns, just Google it, the views and life of the place are magnificent.
Had a few responses to the prologue...pretty much stoaked to have anyone even glance at my story (: Now read on my young jellyfish friend.)
Previous Chapter
"And you must be the gorgeous Juliet" he placed a gentle kiss on her hand. My little girl gave of a totally adorable giggle and jumped into his arms. She is ever so trusting, even with complete strangers. I slipped my arms into Roses and we headed off to collect our luggage. Hello Cairns, goodbye Miami.
I just couldn't wipe the smile off my face, feeling happy for the first time in four months.
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BPOV
Rose's house was amazing; I have never seen anything like it. It was a two story Queenslander style house. There was a large veranda around the top story of the house with glass sliding doors leading from each room. The house was painted in white with treated wood on all the walls.
Rose said the house was on over one hundred acres, the house as large as it maybe didn't even take up a fraction of the amazing space. There we're green sweeping mountains that seemed to go on forever and a beautiful purple glow spreading over our faces from the sun setting behind the mountains.
While I was still in America finalizing our divorce I sent Rose and Emmett a large sum of money and they remodelled the top floor of their house with a kitchen, lounge room and bathroom for us. We could have bought our own house near their property but Emmett had insisted that my daughter and I come and live with them. Rosalie and Em and totally family orientated people.
"Wow Aunty Rosie this is so pretty! Look momma doggies" Juliet was so excited all her words blurred together. This will be an excellent experience for Juliet and me to step out of our comfort zone and learn what it's like to get messy and be outdoors. My daughter has never had to lift a finger in her life, and neither have I for the past five years.
I could see a chicken pen near the back of the immediate back yard. A little in the distance there was what looked like a horse stable and maybe cows in the very distance of the yard. There were a few trees dotted around the property and a stream running the right side of the largest green mountain.
"Yeah Jay, that little puppy right there is billy dog. He's pretty old but there's our new doggie; she's in the house wanna come say hello?" Rosie asked my daughter gently. Juliet looked up at my sister with an admiration I'd never seen before. I think it was the word puppy.
"So Em, come help me get the bags?" I asked while motioning to the massive jeep with my head.
"Yep, C'mon kiddo lets go get the crap so we can go and show you to your rooms." He smiled at me kindly; he seems like a great guy.
"Kiddo? I am 3 years older than you sir" I said with satisfied voice. I love his Australian accent, it's like they take away half the vowel's in the word but somehow they still makes sense. I wish I could talk like that, but I am full blown American. No hope in the world of picking up an amazing accent. It can be rather depressing being totally un-unique, just another all-American girl in the sea of American girls. Every single Australian I have seen is totally unique and wonderful.
"Alright, Alright you maybe older than me but I'm bigger than you so take that, now let's go!" The big giant man skipped to his car and grabbed four of my suitcases while I lying on the ground in hysterics.
The inside of the house was even more beautiful than the outside. Classic dark timber furniture everywhere, lovely crème colour walls and sandstone floors. There was a dark wood staircase leading to the top floor. This house is immaculate.
"Mummy see the puppy! Her name is Pucker and she's so soft and fluffy and pretty" I looked over to my daughter squashing the Kelpie's guts out.
"Oh sweetie, can Mummy please hold the puppy" I asked very nervous about the unlucky dog. Jacob had never allowed us to have pets, he was so controlling; that's why Juliet was so nutty about animals of the cute and furry breed.
I hastily handed the dog back to Rose and we headed upstairs. It looked much the same as upstairs except the walls we're white. Emmet made his way to Juliet's room to put her 3 suitcases down. I decided I would ship most of my things over and just buy a new wardrobe.
Jay's room was painted lilac with a little white rocking horse in the corner of the humongous room with a double bed that had white bed sheets. There we're fairies and unicorns painted in a strip around the bottom of the room. I could see a door that probably led to her bathroom. Jay squealed and jumped on her bed.
"Hey slow down their solider that's a new bed, now come on we got to look at the rest of our new home." I giggled at my daughter as she jumped into Rosalie's arms.
"So Bellsie, this here is the kitchen," she gestured to a magnific stainless steel room. I smiled my biggest smile for my sister "And this is the lounge room and dining room." These two areas had a wonderful homey feel with photos of my family littering the television cabinet. There was a big 'L' shaped black lounge chair in front of a marvellous TV.
"Wow Auntie Rosie, this is great!" My little girl was just bouncing to go and break something.
"Rose, thank you so much my amazing, wonderful, fabulous sister, and you too Emmett. I don't know how to repay you; you're not even asking rent. Maybe I'll be on food duty?" I hoped they would let me, I feel so helpless, having to rely on my sister. Rose gave me a knowing look.
"Hunny, don't stress, you totally paid for this floor, but I wouldn't mind you cooking every now and then." She added a smirk at me. "Plus, cooking is the way to my man's heart" she winked at Emmett and he blushed an adorable pink.
"Well Rosie, cook I can do, now you two go and do whatever you usually do while me and Juliet get ready for our stuff to arrive tomorrow." I shooed them down the stairs.
I turned to Juliet and she went and showered, I don't even have to ask anymore. I grabbed the last suitcase that had a few of my old clothes in it. I walked into my room and gasped.
It was beautiful. There was a lovely king size dark-wood bed with an intricately patterned head board and a great dark-wood work table. A large set of sliding door led off to the veranda with a small coffee table set. The walls were an off-white colour. I slipped out of my red heels. The floors on the top level were sandstone as well. It feels marvellous under foot.
I grabbed my toiletries bag and my aqua camisole-short-short's pyjama set and skipped to the bathroom. I opened the door and swooned.
The bathroom was fully white and had a spa-like bathtub in the corner of the bathroom. The shower was encased with a glass wall and had a button on the wall; I had no idea where the water came from. The vanity had one button but no taps. Bathing will be and experience tonight I thought with a chuckle. I slipped out of my clothes and hopped in the shower.
I decided I would try my luck and press the button. I jumped out of my skin when three tiles slipped back into the wall and new tiles came out with two taps and a shower head. They were the shiniest silver taps I had ever seen. I turned the water on and felt the heat start to fall over my body. I grabbed my strawberry shampoo and washed my hair. It always managed to calm me down.
Once I was done I hopped out of the shower and dried myself with a thick white Egyptian cotton towel. I slipped into my pyjamas and wondered into my daughter's bathroom which was exactly like mine.
Jay was naked looking at the button on the shower with a confused expression. I chuckled and pressed the button for my little girl. She jumped onto my legs and laughed at her funny reaction. She turned the knobs and sighed at the warm contact with her skin. I grabbed her favourite candy scented shampoo and washed her hair. She grumbled about hating me doing things for her.
Ever the independent woman.
We descended the stairs and Rose said she ordered Fish and chips for us. Let me tell you, food in Australia is AMAZING! I have never tasted anything so fresh and delicious. Emmett found my daughters and my reaction to the food hilarious as he munched down on a piece of Barramundi. The chips weren't half bad either.
By the time I finished chatting with Emmett and Rosie and pried my daughter away from Pucker it was very late. Not to mention I had terrible jet lag; 10 o'clock at night here, 6 in the morning in America. Usually I'm just waking up.
I tucked Juliet in and sung a lullaby to her. She drifted off fast. Once I was in bed, I couldn't help but think, maybe I've finally found a place I can call home.