Then

Fall 1979

Melanie and her husband Michael Gold had just moved to Wawanakwa Park. They had both lived in Quebec, but Michael had to move because of his work. Apparently, there were not a lot of huge farm animals he could take care of since he is a veterinarian. He built his own practice out on the farm. He was so excited; he bought the very first house he saw.

Melanie on the other hand, hated the idea of moving. She loved her house in the city with the glam and glitz of it all. She missed her friends, her family, and her pink Porsche. She had to give it all up just to please her husband. He was excited and she was not, but she wouldn't let it show. She wanted to be happy for him, but when she received all these disgusting gifts from her neighbors, she nearly flipped a shit. Pig bodies with no heads, chicken heads with no bodies, and one person sent her a can filled with eye balls with a note saying: 'fry and eat!' it was official…

She hated this place.

Well, until she met Gus.

Gus was a short plump lady with red hair. She looked like an untamed lion. She was not only energetic, she was also pregnant.

Just like Melanie.

Melanie was six months pregnant, Gus was nine.

Gus walked into the Gold's home like it was her own. She did not knock, did not even ask if she could come in. Melanie, frightened by the strange women, looked at her like she was a nut.

"Who the hell are you?!" She practically screamed at Gus. Gus looked at her and only laughed.

"I'm Augusta Harte, but you can call me Gus! You must be Melanie, I live right next door." Melanie didn't know what to say. Gus just kept talking on and on about how she wanted to help pack.

Gus didn't wait for an answer as she started to pack the glasses and disses from a box labeled 'fragile'.

Melanie sat there admiring her and how swift she was even with a huge bulge coming from her stomach. She sat there smiling at the women. 'She's going to be my new best friend' she thought as she started to help Gus unpack.

-Six months later-

Melanie was in the hospital almost ready to give birth, only thing is, her husband was nowhere to be found. She refused to have this baby without him. She screamed and hollered for someone to call him and tell him to get his sorry ass here.

She soon realized through all of her frustration that her husband was in Georgia at a business conference and would not be home until later that night. Just her luck, Gus plowed in with little Duncan in hand. Melanie was so happy, that she was on the verge of tears. Little Duncan looked up at her and laughed. Melanie saw the playfulness in his bright big teal eyes, that she started to laugh as well… well until her feisty little baby started to kick again.

"Gus, please go get the doctors and tell them I'm ready," she nearly screamed as another sharp pain from her stomach increased its intensity.

Soon the doctor and three nurses rushed into the room, and Melanie was finally ready (after the hell of carrying around this big baby in her wound for six months) to have her beautiful baby show up in this world.

Courtney.

That was the babies' name. Melanie had always loved that name because of her mother. 'If only she could see us now' she thought as she watched the doctors bring in her new baby girl.

"Oh shoot Melanie, I forgot to bring my basinet! You wouldn't mind if Duncan and Courtney shared, would you?" guss asked hopefully. Little Duncan was fast asleep and growing a lot heavy in Gus's small arms.

"Of course not, go ahead," She replied. The doctors set Little Courtney in the basinet, and Gus laid Little Duncan right next to her. What the adults in the room failed to realize was as soon as they turned their heads, Little Duncan unbeknownst to himself, grabbed hold of Courtney's little hand and never let go.