Beautiful End

Worry

Elvis's  Mom

It's been weeks since Elvis decided to elope from  the hospital. As to what he was thinking when he did that, I do not know, but all I wanted was to bring him back home,I had already lost his father to an accident and I was not prepared to lose him too.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of all the happy times we had shared together as a mother and a son.
I had hired a private investigator to search for him and make sure he was safe but I couldn't just sit back and rest, I mean he was not fully recovered and all.

His wounds had barely healed, and he could hardly walk for five minutes straight so I was marveled to begin with when I was told that he had escaped from the hospital.
But then again it was Elvis, my son we are talking about.

Over the years, I have watched him overcome difficult situations to know that he would somehow manage to be fine even in his present state and I also knew that once he got something into his head, no one can stop him from exercising that particular thing.
More tears pooled in my eyes as I wondered what might be up with him at that moment.

I called my two daughters to come and gather the food we had prepared for the neighbours who had volunteered to help in the search of my Elvis.
You see Elvis lives in a neighborhood where almost everyone cared about each other, yes!,I use almost  because there are still some few people out there who are mega rude and unfriendly. Take Miss Howard the lady who lives opposite my son for example, she seemed delighted when she  got to know Elvis was missing and she didn't even try to hide the fact.

I mean Boohoo, who even cares about a moron like her.
The neighbours came in this evening with the same news, nothing  was found. 

Then it hit me, what if the people who had kidnapped Elvis's working colleague, was the same people who had kidnapped him. I haboured a little hope as I knew that if It was the same people, then they had made a huge mistake because my Son will never be held down for long, he always got his way out of situations and troubles.

I got up from the couch where I had been sitting for most part of the day and headed towards the bathroom, I needed to soak myself in a hot and sweet scented bath. I deserved it after all the stress I was going through.

On my way to the bathroom, I passed Elvis's room and I stopped briefly by his door as it hit me again that I might never see him again. I went into his room and sat on his bed, he had a double poster bed large enough to accommodate his large frame but too large for only him.
I spotted pictures of him and a girl  with blond hair and a bosom that looked like a football pitch, yeah, yeah am exaggerating but then I mean you should see the picture for yourself.

As I was saying, he had this picture of himself and a blonde on the bed post and it made my heart break as I saw the genuine smile plastered on his face.  It's been a long time since I saw him smile such a genuine smile and if I ever saw him again, I would make sure he got together with whoever that girl was. I have always told him to get himself a wife because he wasn't growing any younger but every time I brought it up, he would find a way to escape with the excuse that he was still searching. Searching, searching till when?.

Now this has made me even aware that I may never get the grandchildren that I so wanted.
I got out of his room and entered the bathroom, time for a bath baby.

It was times like this that I missed George, he would go everywhere with me, even to the shower. I guess he wasn't lying when he said his vows.

A tear found it way down my face as the memories of he and I soaked in the bath came flashing back.

Those were days I would give anything to have back but then, I guess life didn't give us what we always want.  We needed to fight for things we wanted and sometimes we lost those battles, but I guessed its okay so far as you are able to pick yourself up and live to fight another day, only then would you discover your true purpose in this life.

Here I was after losing my husband years back and I am here again, and it looks like history wanted to do a double take on me by repeating itself, but hell no!, there's no way I was going to sit down and watch my only son get missing just like that, especially when he was the only reason I still had a reason to live.

Don't get me wrong, I love all my other children but I am sure you also  know that every parent has a favourite child?.
Well that was the case with Elvis. Right from the start, he was the only one who understood my pain and was always there for me, even in earlier years when I took it all on him because there was no one else to, he forgave me, unlike his siblings who who would use school as an excuse to get out of the house whenever I broke down.

Now I hope you understand why he is my favourite?.

And hello lovely readers,how much more can I say?,I must say am really grateful for the number of reads am getting so far,its intriguing for me especially since its my first book.
201 reads is not a joke to me.once again I say thank you to all the genuine readers out there.I really appreciate whatever you are doing.

And now before I Say goodbye until the next chapter,what do you think will happen to Sandra and do you think Elvis is doing the right thing?,please leave your comments and I will gladly reply.xooxo.hugs and kisses until the next chapter,its adios!.