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October 1st 1925

It had been almost a week since Molly had last visited and not a single moment had gone by where Annie didn't think about her grandmother. She was desperate to meet her, knowing that a part of her mother was somewhere out there gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. It was hard not to mention anything to Jack, and there was still so much she was confused about, so much she didn't know.

Annie sat on her window sill staring down on the street below. The week had seen a change in weather, from a bright sunny summer to a much cold darker weather forecast. She watched as a wind blew through the trees, pulling away the golden leaves, she watched as they fluttered to the ground. She watched as a small child skipped through the leaf covered path, gripping her mother's hand.

Annie closed her eyes and tried to remember Rose.

A four year old Annie ran through the garden kicking up the old leaves, as she waited for her mother to get ready so they could go to nursery. She loved it when the leaves fell from the trees; it was something magic to her. She gazed at the high pile of leaves that her father had racked up the evening before.

"Annie come on we got to go!" Her mother shouted. A cheeky grin moved over her face as she dived into the pile of leaves and hid from Rose, who followed out of the back door moments later looking for her daughter.

She stared round the empty garden and immediately began to panic. "Annie!" Rose shouted. She ran her eyes round the empty garden. She ran back into the house wondering if she had snuck back in and gone to play with her toys or something.

The house was empty. Rose ran her hand over her forehead. She didn't understand where she could have disappeared to. She ran back out into the garden. "Annie please!" She screamed again in desperation. Although young Annie knew she had taken it too far this time. She jumped out from the leaves.

"Surprise!" She shouted making her mother jump.

Rose stormed over to Annie, who immediately began to shy away. Rose and Jack had never laid a finger on Annie, but the angry glare in Rose's eye made Annie fearful, and there was a first time for everything.

"You little monster," Rose laughed and grabbed Annie in a big hug, kissing her cheek while Annie giggled. Rose delicately pulled the leaves out of Annie's short hair; taking her hand she led her back to the house.

They picked up their bags and left for nursery. Annie skipped down the street gripping onto her mother's hand and humming to herself.

"Now Daddy's going to pick you up from nursery today Annie ok?" Rose told her.

"Ok Mommy," She said before continuing humming. Rose smiled softly at her daughter, she could never have predicted that literally a few years down the line she would have been married to the man of her dreams, having the perfect job, the prefect child and the perfect life.

She often thought about her mother, wondered what she was doing now, who she was staying with, if she was still rich. She believed her mother was missing out because of her selfish motives. She was the one missing out on the chance of having a beautiful relationship with her granddaughter.

As they grew closer to the nursery Annie slowed in her steps and as they reached the gates she stopped in her tracks. Rose stopped next to her, "Come on Annie it will be starting soon." Annie let go of her mother's hand and crossed her arms, shaking her head in determination.

"No Mommy I don't want to go," She said softly tears beginning to fill up in her eyes.

She knelt down in front of her daughter. "Honey we have this every morning and yet every day you enjoy yourself."

Annie flung her arms round Rose's neck. "Please don't make me go. I miss you,"

Rose gently patted Annie's back, she had only been at nursery for a month but still she wasn't used to leaving behind Rose. Rose wasn't going to deny it she missed her daughter a hell of a lot when she wasn't there and the pair were so close.

"Annie I can see you tonight and we can play Princess Annabelle,"

Annie pulled away and wiped her damp eyes. "You promise?" She asked.

Rose nodded "Pinkie swear,"

Annie giggled and linked her little finger around Rose's.

"Ok go on you're going to be late," She handed Annie her little pink rucksack, kissed her on the forehead and watched as she skipped towards the entrance.

She turned around. "I love you Mommy!"

"Love you too sweetie,"

Annie gripped her hand to her heart as she felt the familiar sadness overcome her. She wrapped her arms round her legs and sighed dramatically.

"Mail Annie!" She heard her father shout. Annie's eyes widened and she ran towards the door and down the stairs as quick as she could. She grabbed the letter from her father and ripped it open.

"Steady on," Jack said, but Annie wasn't listening.

Dearest Annie,

I stayed true to my word, and I told your Grandmother so much about you. She has fallen in love instantly, but she knows it's not possible for you both to meet just yet. There are so many complicated issues involved Annie and I know your old and mature enough to be patient and wait this out. I promise I will do my best to sort this out for the both of you.

Right now, you need to listen to your father because he knows what is best for you. I can't visit this weekend my darling but I promise I will travel to Santa Monica on Wednesday to come and see you both. Then I will be happy to answer any questions you have about your Grandma Ruth.

I miss you and your father an awful lot and I'm looking forward to seeing you both again. Trust me Annie things are going to work out.

Your Aunt Molly.

Annie lowered the letter from her face; biting her lip she shoved the letter back into the envelope, while Jack looked at her curiously. "What was that about?" he asked.

"It was from Aunt Molly," She said.

"Oh," Jack said wondering in the process why Molly hadn't written to him, as he looked back through the letters.

"She says she misses us both," Annie smiled. "And that she's going to visit on Wednesday,"

Jack just nodded. There was an awkward silence between them both. Annie could feel some kind of irritable urge building up, working its way from her stomach to her chest, to her throat until it was on the tip of her tongue.

"Dad I want to find my grandma," Annie said before she even realised what she was saying or doing. Jack stared at her shocked at what she had just asked.

Jack's POV

I stared at my daughter. Did she really just ask that? Did she really just ask about her grandmother, Ruth Dewitt Bukater, the woman who almost destroyed both me and her mother. How did Annie even know about Ruth? I had never mentioned her and Rose certainly hadn't.

"No Annie," I simply stated.

"What why not?" Annie asked.

"Because I said so that's why,"

Annie scoffed. "That's your reason,"

"Yeah it is,"

"You're just selfish!" Annie shouted at me.

I looked at her, she just didn't understand and I honestly did not know where she had got this idea from. Annie looked at me with anger in her eyes.

"You just want me all to yourself, and you can't have that anymore Dad!"

"Annie will you please calm down," I pleaded with her, making my way over.

She pulled away. "You keep everything a secret from me and I can't handle that anymore. At least I have a chance on meeting someone who could help me be close to Mom again," she stated before beginning to walk away.

"Annie stop," I begged her.

"Go on then Dad tell me, tell me about her,"

I opened my mouth but couldn't produce any words, even though I wanted to. I wanted to finally tell my daughter how wonderful her mom was, how much she meant to me and how much Annie meant to her, but I couldn't, why couldn't I? I lowered my head in defeat.

"See nothing," She hissed and stormed back up to her room slamming the door. I couldn't deal with this anymore I ran out the front door and down the street. I ended up at the beach and sat down on the cold sand it was pretty much deserted out here.

"I wish you were here Rose," I sighed as I looked out into the sea. "I really do,"

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