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| By Storywriter1987 | ||||||||||||||||
| 29 December 2006 | ||||||||||||||||
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Hi guys. I have a family funeral to go to soon but i popped on here to post up a piece of work that i wrote at about 6am this morning! it doesn't have a title yet as i'm going on your review to the first chapter as to whether i post up any more. Please read it and let me know what you think. “Well, that was fun, for the kids. Thank you.” “My pleasure darling, as long as you enjoyed it too.” I gave him a gentle, playful kiss and he, even though he was shocked, returned it. I pulled away and let him regain his control. “Does that answer your question?” “Well it may need clarifying later on. If you don’t mind elaborating on the events that just happened.” “Of course not. Say 8pm, bedroom.” “See you there.” As I watched the clown walk away in his big floppy shoes I couldn’t help but smile. Then I turned my attention back to the little terrors now running round the garden, screaming as only 4 year olds can. “Ice Cream. Come on you lot. Just enough time for iece cream before you all have to sing.” In they all traipsed and I 10 minutes later I stood with Josh, the clown now out of make up, and we watched little Alice low out her candles and I was so proud of her. She had been through a rough time. But she always looked after the people that mattered to her and always thought of the good thinks in life. She was everything that mattered to me. And although she was only 4, she was such a grown up. The majority of her 4 years had been spent in hospital but now she’s only going in for check ups. I have made some serious changes in my life and Josh is now living with us. I have known him for 5 years. And he treats Alice as if she were his own….. Trouble with that is……… “Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! Mummy, When I blew out my candles I made a wish. I wished that Daddy were here.” She looked up at me wit her big brown eyes and smiled. I tried in vain not to cry. I did pretty well too, Josh noticed how I felt and so he put his arm round shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “Ok kids. How about a game whilst Catlin gets cleans up as all your mummies and daddies are on their way, so one last game yeah?” This was met by a swarm of 4 year olds ganging up on him as he led them into the garden. Bless him. He was giving me space alone to gather myself. He always knew exactly what to do. Alice sat next to him as he played music and the parcel was past around. Every child got something but the 2 twins weren’t happy with what they got and wanted the others toy, so the started fighting. Josh soon sorted that out. “Now, now. Harry, Lewis. Why don’t you swap the toys then you get what you want. Put them both on the ground, that’s it. Now bend down and pick up the one you want. You see , no need to fight about it. Oh, mummies and daddies are here. Come on Alice, time to say goodbye.” 2 hours later and Alice was asleep. Holding the brand new teddy she had got from Gran. I finally got the chance to sit down and so I got a bottle of wine and poured me and Josh a large glass each. The movie ‘Dirty Dancing’ was on the DVD and we sat there together. “Darling, can I ask you something?” “You can ask. Whether I give you a polite answer Mr. Louder is another matter. But certainly go ahead. What’s on your mind?” “We were watching Alice blow her candles out, you were smiling. Then she said what she’d wished, your face dropped and you cried. I wondered why. She said she wanted her Daddy there and you cried. Why?” “He was there.”
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