AMY

Chapter 16: In ten years

I laid there anxiously for close to seven hours. It was very late and I still hadn't seen the doctor. All the nurses told me nothing. Alfonso came by but he had to go whenever he got an emergency. He told me he would come early the next day. He was really happy when I told him my son was given his last name. Ana was also getting some sleep. I couldn't sleep. I was anxious and worried.

Early the next morning, Alfonso came with the doctor. "What is wrong?" I asked. "Your baby is asthmatic." The doctor said. I just looked at his face emotionless. I didn't know what to do or say. My life was confused.

"The good news is that he can be cured immediately but it's up to you" he said. "How?" I asked. "You will have to be away from him for six months or a year." He replied. "I would do anything doc." I said.

Six months went by slowly. Very slowly. I waited patiently to see my baby again. The day came and I went to the hospital like I usually did. He had really changed. He was growing to look like Alfred Anderson. I noticed a difference when I held him again.

His eyes were watery. I told the doctor and he said my son was strong and determined.  I did not understand neither did I bother to ask.

Years passed by and Reece was slowly growing. There was an improvement. He still had some allergies but the asthma was gone. I was healing from my cancer. Alfonso became the head doctor at his hospital.

One dag he came home and said. "Amy, I want to sign everything of mine to you. Please don't say no. Everything is done. All I need is tour signature."

I took the pen and was about to sign when Reece called me. "What is it son?" I asked running to help him. "Whoa! The living room is so big. Dad you look so tall and mum why are your eyes watery and swollen." He said. "Nothing son. But wait. How did you know?"  I asked.

"Everything is no more dark. It has become blur. You look beautiful mum." He replied. "Alfonso, let's take him to the eye clinic. Glasses will help him see better. Dr. Patel said he might heal over time." I said.

We drove to an eye clinic and the ophthalmologist could not believe he just recovered his sight. He got glasses and could see clearly. It was an amazing thing could ever happen.

The ophthalmologist told us he could go blind with any least mistake. He was very happy but not as much as his aunt Ana and nanny Isabelle. A big party was thrown.

He had no friends so it was only for the children of my friends and those of Ana and Isa's friends.

After everyone was gone, Alfonso asked that he wanted to see me. I went to our room where Alfonso sat with a lot of papers

"We never finished what we started" I said. "I have thought about it and yes, I accept." I said. He smiled painfully. I signed the papers and handed them over to him. I looked into his eyes and they had home all pale and white. That's when I noticed the difference.

I have been so busy with my troubles that I never had time to critically look at my husband. He had grown lean. He looked very sick.

"What's wrong Alfy?" I asked using his pet name. He just looked at me sadly and left. 

I need to find out.

I walked into the study and tried to open the safe but the combination and code had been changed. I tried everything but it didn't work. I was about leaving when I spotted something. Our childhood engagement picture. I looked behind it and there were certain dots. Then an idea popped into my head. I used the pattern of the dots for the combination and it worked and then I entered date of the engagement and it opened. I saw a medical report hidden among other files.

I found out Alfonso had an incurable tumor in his brain and had less than 17 months to live starting two weeks ago. "Alfonso is going to die!" I exclaimed. I packed everything and went out. My heart was broken. My eyes got swollen up. I couldn't stop myself from crying. "What's wrong?" Ana asked when she saw me. I cleaned my tears and pretended to be strong. I just stood up and went out without replying.

My mood changed ever since that day. I had a sad mood when Alfonso was away and I put on the best smiles when she was home. I did everything to make him happy during that short period. As the days were passing, I was slowly dying because Alfonso was drifting away.

Even though there was no love, he was the best husband, I could ever get. I made sure he didn't lack any happiness. He somewhat understood my situation of not giving in ti him because of my cancer. He doesn't want our baby to suffer like Reece so he never tried or even asked for sex.

Two years Later..............

Miraculously, Alfonso did not die after the 17 months. He never knew that I knew everything. He pretended to be alright infront of Reece and I. Reece's 10th birthday was soon.

I already started managing what I got from Alfonso. He was vert happy to see the massive improvement I had made. He planned out Reece's birthday four months before the day. He had already made reservations for the birthday.

One afternoon, I dat reading a book and analysing my life when I got a call. I glanced at Ana and nanny Isabelle who were both there with me. I don't know where the feeling can't from but I was just shaking vigorously when I held the phone. I heard the caller and after he was done, I froze. I dropped the phone and "what happened?" They both asked at the same time. I just looked at them.

I woke up later in the hospital to find Isa and Ana there. "How are you?" I was asked. That's when I noticed the third person in the room. "Dr. Patel? Is he really gone?" I asked shaking visibly. Ana and Isa exchanged worried looks. After which they turned to look at the Doctor. My eyed were filled with tears. I felt weak. My life seemed to be over. I didn't love Alfonso as a man but I loved him like my husband. He really cared for my son, Reece. He even planned his birthday three months ago. Next month was his 10th birthday and he wanted his friends to meet his marvelous father.

"Who is gone?"  Nanny Isabelle finally asked. "Alfonso! Nanny! Alfonso is gone." I said with tremor in my voice. "They both started to shed uncontrollable tears. Dr. Patel stood firm not knowing what to do. He held nanny Isa and Ana on their shoulders and said. "You need to stay strong and help her through but if you are all crying who is going to comfort who. Remember the little boy Reece." They both quickly wiped their tears and came to me. They sat by me. My tears we're finished so I was only shaking.

The funeral came after two weeks. Everyone I knew in Italy and those I did not know came. I had grown pale. Everyone that came gave me condolences. We then proceeded to the church for the funeral mass. The mass took an hour and thirty minutes but to me, it took forever.

Life had just stopped. Reece came to understand everything and I was surprised as everyone else when he renamed poised and strong to comfort me.

After the mass, the coffin was carried by some men. Lead by a priest, we went to the cemetery. The priest gave his final blessings and I was asked to pour the first sand. "From dust you came and dust you shall return." I said as as I poured it. Everyone else poured after which there covered it. I placed the first flower and then Reece did same. "Father, Don't worry. Focus on where you are going. Mama is in my hands." He said.

Everyone was astonished. It gave me strength knowing my son was strong. "I need to be strong" I muttered to myself.

The whole ceremony at the cemetery was over and way back home when "Amy!" Someone called. I turned and saw a familiar face. I had seen that person before but I did not remember where.

"Amy don't you remember me?" She asked. That's when I remember. It was her.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I made it long because school is tomorrow. I'll try and update one chapter before going. I'll be back on 28th July.  But I'll write in school and come and update you. Love you guys. XOXO. Please recommend to your friends, vote and comment what you think.