forehead.
“Momma, tell me about Daddy,” she pleaded and slid off Melanie’s lap.
“Well...your daddy was a wonderful man. He loved you and me very much. He always called you his “Princess”. You had him wrapped around your finger. He melted whenever he would look at your smiling face. I remember the day I told him about you, he was so happy he couldn’t stop smiling.” She leaned her head to rest on top of Katie’s. “Michael Prescott has no idea how special you are.”
When Melanie had finally gotten Katie’s tears under control, she turned to her, “Wait here.”
She got up and rushed to her room only to return a moment later with a photo of Sean. “Here,” she handed it to Katie. “You can keep this in your room now. You can talk to your daddy whenever you want to. He’s always listening.”
She smiled, “Thanks mom.” She placed the photo on her nightstand beside the bed and smiled a watery smile. “I love you,” she threw her arms around Melanie and crushed her in a tight hug.
“I love you too, sweetie and so does your daddy,” she stood and made her way to the door. “Dinner will be ready in a little while.”
She left the room and made her way out to the kitchen. Later when she went back down the hall to tell Katie to wash her hands, she heard her talking to Sean. She sighed as a lone tear made its way down her cheek. She missed him so much. She felt so bad for Katie going through this, but talking about Sean seemed to be helping somewhat.
August 2012
Melanie reached up and wiped the lone tear that had escaped her eye. Just then she opened Katie’s door, and had tears streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry mom, I didn’t know you were home yet,” Katie turned to face the door.
“It’s alright sweetie. I miss him too, you don’t have to hide that from me.” She moved into the room and sat on the edge of Katie’s bed.
“I know, I just don’t want to upset you. I talk to him everyday. I tell about what’s going on in my life,” Katie smiled.
Melanie leaned over and embraced her in a hug. “Don’t worry about me. You can talk to your dad whenever you want to. You ready for some dinner? I’m making spaghetti. I want to hear about your day too.”
“Sure, let’s eat. I have to tell you about some of the teachers there, mom. They are so cute,” she laughed and Melanie smiled back.
Over dinner Katie told Melanie about meeting Sam, Hannah, and Anthony. She told her about Mr. Simon and how dreamy he was.
“I don’t know if he’s married or not mom, but I think you’d like him,” she grinned.
“Katie, don’t try and play matchmaker,” Melanie laughed.
“You should meet Mr. Adams, too. He’s so hot,” Katie turned bright red as she said this. One thing she had gotten from her mother was her ability to blush. She looked like a mini Melanie when she did this.
“Katie, all you can think about are boys!” Melanie gasped. “What did you learn about in class?”
“I don’t want to talk about that. That’s boring. I want to talk about the boys,” she rolled her eyes.
“Hannah’s really cool. I can see us being great friends. Actually, we have a history project to do together. Can she come over after school on Friday so we can work on it together?” she pleaded.
“Sure, I’m ok with that,” Melanie smiled. “I’m glad you’re making friends so easily.”
“You’ll have to pick us up from school though. She has soccer practice after school. I can just study while I wait for her,” she shrugged. “Maybe you can meet Mr. Simon or Mr. Adams then,” Katie joked.
“Katie, stop worrying about my dating life,” Melanie blushed.
“Mom, it’s been 11 years. You need to get back out there,” Katie got serious all of a sudden. “I’m going to be grown soon. You can’t spend the rest of your life alone.”
“You worry about making good grades and let me worry about the men in my life, ok?” Melanie glared this