Dying Wish

Chapter 12

Ding dong!

Aubrey rang the doorbell at Andrew's house to pick up her daughter. Andrew wanted some more time with Laura, so he invited her over to spend the night last night for a fun night. They watched movies and ate popcorn and played games. It was simple, but nice.

"Hey! Come on in!" Andrew welcomed Aubrey, motioning her inside.

"That's okay," she said clasping her hands together, "I'm just here to pick up Laura."

Andrew gave a defeated look. "Alright then."

Aubrey heard Andrew go into the house and call for Laura. "Laura!" She heard. "Your mom's here!"

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute!" She heard a female voice yell in response. She assumed it was Laura, as it couldn't have been anyone else.

A few seconds later, her daughter was standing at the door, her wig adjusted perfectly and her eyebrows drawn on accurately. Her daughter never let herself feel different from the other girls. And natural or not, her daughter was drop dead gorgeous.

"You look good!" She complemented Laura.

"Thanks, you too," she smiled.

"Well," said Aubrey, now speaking to Andrew, "I guess we'll catch you later. We're going to go do some girly things."

"Nice, have fun!" He waved.

"Thanks!" They both said back.

They loaded up into the car and Aubrey began to drive away.

"So..." Began Laura, "how come the girls' day? I mean it's great and I'm glad we're doing it, but how come? Is it because I'm dying? We didn't do these before."

"It's because I want time with you," said Aubrey. "And Laura, you're going to beat this cancer because I love you and need you. We all do."

"I don't mean to sound morbid, but maybe I won't," Laura shrugged. "This might kill me. I can tell even now I'm not as healthy as I was. I have internal pains more often and need medication just to not feel that. I can't breathe as well as I did. I don't think as clearly. The cancer has invaded a lot of my body. By now it's contaminated more than just my brain."

"Maybe we should do more chemo more often," suggested Aubrey, concern in her voice.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. And the chemo makes me feel worse, anyways. I'd rather just enjoy my last days instead of feeling sick from chemo all of the time," Laura responded, rejecting the idea.

"I just can't lose you," Aubrey said. "You're my only daughter. My only child, period. I don't have a husband anymore either. It's just you and me. We depend on each other. I like that. And I love being your mom. You're a spectacular daughter. I don't want to lose that."

"I'll always be around. Maybe in a different place, but I'll be around. And in Heaven I'm going to ask God to reveal to you Him, so that one day you might go to Heaven too," said Laura faithfully.

"Well, He better do a great revealing," said Aubrey sarcastically.

"He will, mom. No matter where I am God is always with you. Just like through this cancer struggle God is with me. I don't necessarily know why I'm sick, but it's okay because God is walking through this with me. Besides, it's not all bad if I get to go to Heaven early. No day on earth could compare to a day up there with God. No more pain, no more struggling, just joy, peace, and everlasting grace and love," sighed Laura, at peace and relaxed with her circumstances.

"I'm happy for you, honey, that you don't have to struggle anymore after you leave this earth, which might be when you're elderly and not now. I just can't imagine my life without you. You've made it so much better," Aubrey said.

"God will help you, mom. If you let Him. Remember my wish," she reminded.

"I remember."