You're the one I .... adore??.....

Holiday...

Im dedicating this one to my sister, I have modelled little Amy on her. She is exactly how I have written, she is Amy

Its not as long as I had innitially planed.. I apologise for the delay and please do critque and let me know if this chapter has any flow or no.... Iv had a shock of my life recently and well... its not a great state of mind that has writen this, so kindly point out your issues and thoughts for this and this one time I would really really appreciate a resonse. 

Its very painful to be the only one talking in a relationship... even in a friendship.... please do kindly leave me a response...

thank you

and my deepest apologies

The next few hours were a complete daze. Well, I do remember that I ended up looking down and walking because the tiny little Amy kept crashing into my legs everytime she ran around to pack her doll and then unpack it or perhaps her teddy and a guzillion other toys. Jake too had a lot to choose to pack, the correct games for his ps3, the football, tennis racquet, his pokemon and doremon cards and well, Lord knows what else.

Lily ran around with Amy and Peter helped Jake, it was complete chaos. Alfred and Alfred helped the staff prepare for the millions of stuff the kids had demanded and well, Sam and Amy were missing. I had a shrewd idea what kept them busy, but I'd rather not think of them together, it was simply disgusting. 

No. I was jealous. I wanted my girl with me. But she was to busy to even remember to greet me. It took us a few hours, but soon we were all piled up in Sam's Hummer, Alfred was driving with Alfred navigating and the staff drove with them. Sam insisted the family drive together, so Sam and me would take turns on the wheel and Amy would sit with the kids at the back of the SUV.

The drive was maddenling, deafining and fun to say the least. I don't remember if I ever had such an experience ever. The kids had lost their marbles and were singing away to glory, laughing, playing and having a gay time. Amy and Lily weren't too far either, they were equally out of control. Sam didn't mind though, he would joke and laugh and sing along and sometimes wink at me and laugh at me when he's see I was getting uncomfortable.

I was uncomfortable, not because I didn't like the kids or their ruckus, but because being with them made me realise all that I didn't have, that I had missed over the years. My future was uncertain, I had no idea how tomorrow would be and frankly it scared me. I hated this feeling, this helplessness, but somewhere, deep down, I knew I knew my dreams would remain just that, dreams. Wisps of or rather fragments of my imagination that brought neither warmth nor peace in those dark cold nights.

"Uncle Liam!!" I felt small hands shake me as little Amy yelled in my ear. Wow! I bet I would loose my razor sharp hearing soon. 

"Yes my little girl?" I asked and she giggled and yelled again, "Lets sing!" She yelled and sat back and we all, Sam too began to sing. I really couldn't help myself. I too joined in and soon all of us were singing, loudly and simply having a blast.

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The hours seemed to melt away and so did the miles. I didn't know being with family could cut down the distance this easily. Or, I guess, I had forgotten that. Soon, or rather later, as we reached the cabin, the kids had slept. Tiredness had taken its toll and the early evening breeze was soothing us, lulling us to close our eyes. But the beauty, the beauty was breath taking, the silence was divine; only punctuated by the chirpings of birds, perhaps those calling their loved ones home...

I fell in love with this place. I knew this was exactly where I would build my retirement home. Perhaps Lily and me could enjoy our honeymoon in our cabin soon. I looked around the mountains and a little away from Sam's log mansion, well cabin couldn't be the apt description, lay an empty spot and all too easily I began to imagine Lily and my little home. Warm enough for the two of us and perhaps later, I would enlarge it for the kids...