It was then when I awake I realized what I had done. I told the truth, all those times I told Macbeth to not spill out the truth I had just hours ago. I get up and I put a robe around my pale, thin naked body and I look out the window. I look up into the dark starry sky, and I fall to my knees." I will see you again my baby boy. I am on my way for us to live a full life together. To see your delicate face once again after five long years without you in my arms". I open an old chest where I had kept all the remembrance of my child and I take out a blanket. " I will bring your special blanket along with me to wrap you in and hold you close". I walk to the towards the window and I climb to the edge of the open window. I look out and I close my eyes. "My dearest Macbeth we will meet again I say before falling to my death. When I awake I look around standing up. I was still in my home but it looked different. It was quiet and everything was so beautiful. I feel the hardened small bump of my stomach surprised I was given a chance to not only have only one child but two. I look up again hearing cries from one of the bedrooms. It sounded like a child crying for it's mother. I quickly go up the stairs into the room and I see it a nursery. The nursery that Macbeth and I had spent so much time on to make sure that our child would be happy. I then walk over to the little wooden crib which held a child. The child not yet one years in age lays in the crib the cheeks rosy pink as tears trickle down. I pick up the baby boy who I bring close to my chest. A smile appears on my lips as I sit down holding my son close, feeling like a mother once again.
