Just one day after I had given birth I heard the doorbell ring. It was AJ.
"ABI! He's gorgeous!" AJ said. "What's his name?"
"Brendan" I replied.
"Aww. Hello Brendan" she smiled and cooed over him.
"So what brings you here?" I asked.
"Well Abi...it's about your mother-in-law; Bessie" she said.
"What about her?" I asked.
"She's getting old and right now she's getting weak. She can't manage to carry her shopping from the market anymore" AJ replied.
So Xander spent the whole of the day with his mother. I think that Bessie was so happy to spend her whole day with her son at the park smiling and laughing just how they did when Xander was a little boy.
"I love you Xander. You have a beautiful wife and beautiful children. I'm so proud, I love you with all my heart my dear son" Bessie said and she hugged Xander as tears welled up in both of their eyes.
The next day I was feeding Brendan when Xander walked into the nursery, tears streaming down his face.
I put Brendan down in his crib and Xander came over to me.
"Honey, is there something wrong?" I asked.
"She....She's....Mum's dead..." he said so quietly it was almost a whisper and he fell apart as I held him in my arms.
We had kept Bessie's memory alive by showing the girls old photos of their grandparents.
"Becca that's Grandma right there" said Xander pointing to one of the photos.
"Gwanma" Becca repeated.
I had also been asked by local celebrity Gus Hart to write a book for him. I did so and when I reported back to him he was thrilled with my writing and gave me $8000!
We had decided to throw a party for Brendan's birthday and invited friends and family. Cindy's little girl had aged up into an adorable child, she was always so nice to everyone.
I blew out the candles for Brendan.
He grew up into such a cute, beautiful little boy. He had apparently inherited his hair colour from Bessie. We were all celebrating when we heard a scream from outside.
It was AJ....AJ in labour! I called for a Taxi and it drove us to the hospital.
"I miss her Dad" I said. "I really miss her"
"It's okay son. I miss her too. I want her back. I love your mother. I love her with every bit inside of me. I just want to be with her. I want to tell her how beautiful. I want to speak to her even if it's only five seconds. I would do anything to be with her Xander; anything" Dad said holding me in his arms like he did when Gran died all those years before.
Suddenly Dad was lifted off of his feat and sparkles possessed him.
"D....Dad...whats going on?" I asked him.
"My wish came true Xander. I'm going to be with your mother." he replied.
"WAIT DAD! You can't. What about Brendan, Becca and Bonnie? What about Abigail? What about me Dad? You can't die not now, I'll call an ambulance, I'll do anything!" I cried.
"It's too late Xander, don't cry, don't be sad. I'll be with your mother now and that's all that I could ask for" he said.
"Xander" he said. "Promise me you'll do these things"
"Anything Dad" I replied.
I looked into his eyes.
"Number one; treat your wife with respect, she is a beautiful, amazing and inspirational person; people like her don't come around often" he said.
"Number Two; Love all your children equally, they're so precious and cling onto each memory, they grow up so fast, it's insane; just love them with all your heart."
"I do love them, I love my wife and my children with all of my heart, I love them so much" I replied.
"I know son. Just as I love you" he said.
"Even though you're a criminal?" I asked.
"Even though you're a criminal" Dad replied. Those were his last words.
"Dad....I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry" I wept. "I'm so so sorry, I'm worse than a criminal....I'm so sorry"
"Xander.....what just happened? You're a....criminal?" said a voice from the doorway....Abigail.