Epilogue:
An orange sunset was beginning. The sun's bright rays were disappearing behind the Arizona hills and the bright, starry skies were beginning to show themselves above me. I leaned back in my chair and sighed, my hand resting over my slightly swollen stomach.
"Amy? I'm home!" I heard Mitchell's voice call from inside the house.
"Out here!" I called.
Mitchell appeared behind me, bent down, and kissed the top of my head. He sat down in the lawn chair beside me and grabbed my hand. We sat there for a few minutes, admiring the beautiful sunset.
"Amy?"
"Mmm?"
"We haven't decided what to name them."
I nodded and placed my hand over my stomach again, feeling one of the babies kick. I smiled. Being three months pregnant was not as bad as I thought it would be. I might not say that at delivery time though.
"How about Riley and Madison?" I asked.
Mitchell seemed thoughtful. "I like it. Why those?"
I sighed. "They were my parents middle names."
"Then the twins are most definitely Riley and Madison." Mitchell kissed the back of my hand and leaned back into the chair.
I looked at our intertwined fingers, admiring the gold wedding band on mine. Mitchell and I had gotten married sixth months after that day at the airport, and I have never regretted it.
We moved to Arizona right after the wedding and right into the house we had stayed at on our previous trip. It seemed fitting.
"Did you talk to your sister today?" Mitchell asked, shifting to look at me.
"Yeah." I said, "She's busy, but she's enjoying her job. She told me that she and Adrian are dating regularly now, which is good for her, and that she also will be visiting next month."
Mitchell nodded. "You miss her."
"Are you kidding?" I smiled, "I see her on t.v. almost every night at 8."
Mitchell laughed and got up. After telling me he needed a drink, he went inside the house. I arched my back and stretched before settling back into the comfortable chair.
"I wonder," I said to myself, "if this was all part of some grand plan. Me and Mitchell, the twins, Kaylie and her new life, being here, and ultimately being happy. It couldn't be, could it?"
Yes, said something inside, it could.
I smiled and closed my eyes. Nothing would be better than this. Nothing. Then I felt the baby kick again.
"Well," I murmured, "almost nothing."
~*~*~*~The~*~*~*~End~*~*~*~
An orange sunset was beginning. The sun's bright rays were disappearing behind the Arizona hills and the bright, starry skies were beginning to show themselves above me. I leaned back in my chair and sighed, my hand resting over my slightly swollen stomach.
"Amy? I'm home!" I heard Mitchell's voice call from inside the house.
"Out here!" I called.
Mitchell appeared behind me, bent down, and kissed the top of my head. He sat down in the lawn chair beside me and grabbed my hand. We sat there for a few minutes, admiring the beautiful sunset.
"Amy?"
"Mmm?"
"We haven't decided what to name them."
I nodded and placed my hand over my stomach again, feeling one of the babies kick. I smiled. Being three months pregnant was not as bad as I thought it would be. I might not say that at delivery time though.
"How about Riley and Madison?" I asked.
Mitchell seemed thoughtful. "I like it. Why those?"
I sighed. "They were my parents middle names."
"Then the twins are most definitely Riley and Madison." Mitchell kissed the back of my hand and leaned back into the chair.
I looked at our intertwined fingers, admiring the gold wedding band on mine. Mitchell and I had gotten married sixth months after that day at the airport, and I have never regretted it.
We moved to Arizona right after the wedding and right into the house we had stayed at on our previous trip. It seemed fitting.
"Did you talk to your sister today?" Mitchell asked, shifting to look at me.
"Yeah." I said, "She's busy, but she's enjoying her job. She told me that she and Adrian are dating regularly now, which is good for her, and that she also will be visiting next month."
Mitchell nodded. "You miss her."
"Are you kidding?" I smiled, "I see her on t.v. almost every night at 8."
Mitchell laughed and got up. After telling me he needed a drink, he went inside the house. I arched my back and stretched before settling back into the comfortable chair.
"I wonder," I said to myself, "if this was all part of some grand plan. Me and Mitchell, the twins, Kaylie and her new life, being here, and ultimately being happy. It couldn't be, could it?"
Yes, said something inside, it could.
I smiled and closed my eyes. Nothing would be better than this. Nothing. Then I felt the baby kick again.
"Well," I murmured, "almost nothing."
~*~*~*~The~*~*~*~End~*~*~*~