Blog-a-thon 2008

Blog-a-thon ’08: Welcome Home [5]

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This an ongoing story that I’m posting over the next several hours. Though I have an idea what I want to write, it’s not written – so this story will be rough, really rough, but I thrive on this impromptu stuff so … there you go. 🙂 Thanks for reading!


Welcome Home

Lisa’s burp broke the awkward silence. Alecia giggled self-consciously. “I’m sorry.”

Again, Margie waved her concern aside. “She’s a baby, what do you expect? Wouldn’t it be great if we could all burp like that and not worry about what people thought?”

Alecia sputtered an unintelligible response between chuckles.

“May I?” Margie asked while holding her hands out to indicate she would like to hold Lisa.

“Oh, of course.” Alecia gently handed her daughter over to her mother-in-law. “She’s been in an exceptionally good mood today. I think she knows her daddy is coming home.”

Margie rubbed her nose against Lisa’s and laughed. “I’m sure you’re right. This little girl is as sharp as a tack.”

Alecia nodded her agreement and unconsciously rubbed her arms – they felt so empty without her baby.

The women sat in companionable silence for long moments. An occasional announcement would sound over the intercom, and other than the normal airport activities, their corner was quiet. Alecia sighed. She wasn’t sure her mother-in-law wanted to talk about it, but figuring if she were in her shoes, she would want someone to spill her guts to, she spoke up.

“I … I thought Vince was in remission?”

Margie turned Lisa around so that she sat on her lap and kept her occupied by wiggling her fingers so the baby could try and catch them. “He was. But he started getting worse … so I took him …” she hiccupped, tossed her head and continued on in a stronger voice, “so I took him back to his doctor and … well …” It wasn’t necessary to finish, Alecia understood.

“I’m so, so, sorry, Margie.”

“Yes well …” again, she trailed off.

A few more moments passed, the sound of Lisa’s happy cooing, sounding somehow wrong given their conversation.

“Do … Carter and Pierce know what’s going on?”



Margie sighed and began to bounce Lisa on her knee when the baby start fidgeting. “They, uh, don’t know about any of this.”

Alecia turned to look at her in surprise. “What?”

Margie kissed her granddaughter’s head before turning pleading eyes to her. “Please Alecia, don’t say anything to Carter. I … I’ll tell them when the time is right. I just didn’t want to burden them while they were over there. I was afraid …” she swallowed again before continuing, “I was afraid if they knew what was going on with their father they would be reckless, make a mistake ….”

Alecia blinked back tears and nodded. Though she thought Carter had every right to know about his father’s declining health, she certainly appreciated Margie’s reasoning.

Lisa pulled one of her grandmother’s fingers into her mouth and began knowing enthusiastically. Margie laughed.

“I think she’s getting a tooth.”

Alecia nodded and aimed a sad smile at her daughter. “Yes. I think I felt a bump on her upper gums the other day.”

Margie ran her finger under the baby’s upper lip and nodded. “I think you’re right.”

Alecia bent over to rummage through the diaper bag once again. She was searching for Lisa’s teething ring when her mother-in-law asked, “Have you heard from Jessie?”

Jessie. Alecia’s sister-in-law and married to Carter’s brother, Pierce. She had tried to like the girl, but she was wild, loud and spontaneous, everything Alecia wasn’t. “Actually …” she began when her cell phone rang.

“Who could be calling me right now?” Alecia muttered as she looked at her cell phone display. Her face lost several shades of color as she shot a glance at Margie. “It’s Carter!”


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