I'm setting the bar really high for daily updates. Because it isn't going to happen often. Just be happy I'm spending my little period of creativity with this.
CC please?
~O~
Heaven.
It was a vague concept.
One that any respectable man or woman believed in.
And yet, with whatever it was that Gideon was working on, she began to question its existence.
When she died, would she really go there?
When her four—no, five children died, would they go there too?
Or not?
Would they all be doomed to Hell for all eternity?
Did Heaven even exist?
It was supposedly everyone's paradise.
And yet. . .
She'd give up her shot if only her family would get back together again.
But when was that going to happen. Never?
She still had hope.
However small it was.
And Olivia looks at Madeleine and sees part of each of her siblings that she would never get to meet, and would instantly trade everything she has if only they could meet their little sister.
But it never happens.
And Madeleine doesn't see Luke or Tom or Katie or Jane. She'll never know how much that they would love her. She'll never know how they'd all put aside their differences - if only or a little while – just to talk to her, to get to know her, to innocently corrupt her, because they'll never even know that she exists.
And if they did. . .
That would be her Heaven.