Secret Love

And it all comes down to you...

It had been a couple of weeks, since the accident. By doctors orders Sari was on strict bed-rest, much to her to disliking. She was recovering, but due to the surgery (down her under area) she still had occasional cramps, and her abdominal muscles we're still a little sore. She was coping, however, she's left Andy and had bid him a good riddance, and she's looking forward to starting a clean slate with her birth parents. But she thinks about her baby boy often, he passes her mind every now and then. She's not as emotional as she was before, her hormones we're starting to soften but every women when dealing with a miscarriage is different. Sari had been told by Doctor Pritchett a miscarriage can 'Make' or 'break' a woman, but for her little boy looking down on her, she felt that she had to make something of herself, for his sake.  

Stevie however, loved taking on board the mommy duties. No Sari doesn't need to be spoon-fed, or have a nappy change, or be rocked to sleep. She does however need someone who can support her, and help her to put her mind at ease, and of course she needs someone to basically cook for her. Sari was a bit like her father, she didn't really like people waiting on her, hand and foot. She definitely had his energy and hated being on bed rest so much! she just wanted to do something that involved more mobility with Stevie rather than Stevie having to come into her room and spend hours in there with her. Stevie though had completely forgotten about the memory box that Sari's brothers had given to her, so she decided that she would go through it with Sari. Sari sat cross legged on the bed with Stevie, and Karen had come over to see how Sari was, they took out all the sentimental object, photos, bits and pieces of baby clothing and scattered it out among the bed. Stevie picked up a photo of Sari from high school, as soon as Sari saw the photo she scrunched her face up in disgust '' Yuck! if Steve Urkel had a white sister, it would have been me. Oh by the way I do a really awesome Urkel Impression, I even went as him for halloween and people we're convinced.'' she does her best urkel impression and Stevie nearly falls off the bed cackling. They pick up another photo of her, her senior prom, Sari again points out her flaws. '' This girl loves making fun of herself'' Stevie thinks, '' I had no breasts, I was all arms and legs, and no one asked me to prom so I just went with the boys Mason, Trent, Pete, Josh, and Harry.'' she said pointing out the young men. 

Stevie finds a photo that she's not sure whether to be angry about, It's a photo of Sari in a small black bikini standing amongst a few grown men in suits, she wears a paegeant sachet and crown on her head. Her body is incredible in the photo, the type of body you'd see on a women in a fitness magazine, Sari notices Stevie's mood has quietened down upon finding the photo which Karen peers at as well. '' That uh, that was the second time I entered the Miss california strike paegeant. I was nineteen. I came first place, I won ten grand and used that to go towards my college tuition.'' Stevie looks up at her with her eyebrows furrowed, '' Look I'm not proud of it either, in fact there are some things I did from my teenage to young adolescent years, and performances that I'm not proud of. But that prize money that I kept winning from that paegeant helped me to not only gain an education, but it also helped me to see that...I can do better than this.''. She takes the photo from Stevie's hand and places it in the box, Sari spots a photo that is such a warm memory for her. She picks it up and holds it against her chest '' This is my favourite of my maman and I, sure she lost her mind and became so warped into a mind of  insanity and stupidity but she was the most amazing woman before that all happened, and I looked up to her so much. This is the warmest and earliest memory I have of her.'' Sari shows the photo to Stevie. 

The photo is a close-up portrait of Nancy holding Sari, although Sari was adopted strangely they look alike. Nancy holds Sari, but she's looking to her left with a giant smile while Sari's sight and smile is looking towards the right. The photo just exudes an emotion of clear Happiness and laughter, Sari explains the moment. '' We vacationed in France a lot, my adoptive grandparents are French and they live over in France. My mother was born in France but they moved to America when she was a teenager, she went to college here while her parents left for France. She spoke to me in french at home and in public, and that's where I picked it up. This photo was taken while we were there in Provence, I was three and it was just an amazing day. We were just mucking around and surrounded by family, it was a family picnic and I could pick up that everyone was just so happy. And my maman had a tendency to just burst into fits of laughter and have this enormous smile when she was surrounded by that energy. And my dad snapped that moment of her and I sharing that same energy. It's funny because people use to tell her, I may be adopted but I look like her child.'' Sari beams at that magical memory. She loved France and still kept in contact with some of her relatives over there. They know she's adopted but they didn't care, they always welcomed her with open arms.