Mr. Toby Cavanaugh (A spoby story)

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Last chapter ~

It's been three years since Toby passed away, in the end there was nothing we could do. He was really far gone, terminal.

I sit in the chair, the chair he made for me a few months before he left me. It's a wooden rocking chair, I look out the window. My new house, I could stay in the old one, too many memories.

I remember seeing him so thin and drawn, so vulnerable and fragile. I miss him more and more everyday. I've not tried to move on, I don't think I'll ever be able to. If I did, it wouldn't be the same.

I glance down at my ring. Wedding ring. We was married in Spain along the beach. It was the most romantic thing I've ever experienced.
I can still feel his touch, his warm presence against mine.

I miss him.

'Mummy, will you tell me a story.'

I jump turning to face my beautiful baby boy. I smile scooping him up onto my knee.

'Of course.'
I tap his nose, he grins. So cheesy, just like his father.

'Once upon a time, in a magical place. Not where princess's and princes's live but here, where me and you live.'

His eyes light up, ecstatic.

'There was a girl, it was her first day back at a really really big high school. She was a very popular girl but she didn't care about all of that nonsense. And on that day, she met a boy. A beautiful blue eyed boy... A boy just like you.' I tap his nose, my eyes filling ever so slightly.

'And when they met, he knew.. She was his princess and he was her prince.'

'Did they end up together mummy?'
He sleepily mutters.

'Their story was complicated, lots of things tried to keep them apart but guess what they did...'

'What?' He tries to sit, his body sending him to sleep.

'They decided that their relationship was worth fighting for. They was very happy and very much in love. Nothing could tear them apart, ever.'

'Are they happy now mummy?'

'Unfortunately not, the boy who was now a handsome, charming prince had to go away... Away to a place where the princess couldn't go. But not everything was bad, they had a beautiful little boy... And when she held him in her arms as his eyes flickered shut, she knew his name.. Toby.'

'That's my name!' He yawns as I stand up with him carrying him to his bed.

'Toby was a perfect name, he reminded her so much of her prince. And as she carried him to his bed and he fell into the world of sleep.'

I place him down looking at him sleeping, my eyes full.

'She knew.. He was always here watching over her.' I place my hand to my heart as I let the tears fall.

'And his beautiful boy will grow up to be just as good as man as he was.'

'The end.' I wipe my eyes grabbing my blanket and curling up on the rocking chair.

'There's not a day that will go by where I won't think of you Mr Toby Cavanaugh'

The End. I hope you enjoyed 💛