Finding the Way Home

Chapter 4

Buddy's POV
Tonight was the last night of the Winter Dance Party Tour.
The night I go back to Texas
To My family
To Maria
We take the bus, even though it's cold. it's about a 2 day long drive so I'm planning to get some sleep.... I haven't gotten much because every time I close my eyes I think of the crash.
I get into my seat and hear at least 3 people complain...... This is going to be a LONG ride.......
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I see the sign
The familiar scenery
Everything rushes back to me as I arrive in my hometown.
Lubbock.
We arrive and start to unload. Once we finished with that I got into a car with a couple other guys and made my way to my house. The guys pulled up to my house and I got my stuff. I didn't have too much. But I had just enough to struggle a little. I got to the door and opened it. "Maria Elena, I'm---"
What I saw made me cry... My wife sitting there in tears on the floor.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"Buddy, it's the baby.... I found out earlier today and couldn't bring myself to telling anyone."
"What happened?"
"Th-the baby d-didn't make i-it"
Oh my god.... Our baby.... Who was only a few weeks along when I left.... Dead.... Just like how I should've been in the plane crash.....
What if God let me have my life but took the baby's instead..... I'm a horrible father.... Why did this have to--
"Buddy, are you alright?"
I nod. Taken out of my thoughts by my beautiful wife's voice.
"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.... I wish that the baby was still here.... I would've loved to see his/her face...."
She kept crying as I was taking.
"I don't know what to do buddy, I don't know what to do."
When she said that an idea popped into my head....
"Why don't we name the baby with a name that could work for both a boy and a girl so we can always remember them. We can make a little memorial also."
"I love that idea. I love you. Why don't we name the baby---------"