Fleetwood Mac-Part III of Fritz Series

We Are

"I spy with my little eye something---blue!" Friday afternoon Sara and I are having a daddy daughter day. By that I mean I took her to the record store and bought her a Patti Labelle album. She's into R&B at the moment, after the store we went to a movie some animated thing with a car and magic she enjoyed it. We stopped by the office briefly so I could fill out some paperwork but other than that she I and Ginny have been hitting the road in my Mustang. I'm a bit worried about Nova and AJ being off with Jeff at a Monster Truck rally all day, but my boys both love their uncle to pieces and in spite of how selfish he can be Jeff loves them back.

I have a sneaking suspicion he wants kids but is to scared to deal with the responsibility so he's left it to me and Greg.

"Is it the car in front of us?" smiling my daughter shakes her chestnut hair "Nope" looking at her I can see myself at her age. Full of mischief and in love with discovering the world around me, I had a dozen hobbies before I finally settled my hands around the neck of my first guitar, after that I was hooked. Sara takes after me in her intensity, when she wants to learn something she goes at it full speed God help anyone in her way. She loves music and movies, and has decided on an interesting career for herself. She wants to work on movie soundtracks. She's already worked on music for two of her school plays, performing the music with only slight accompaniment. She can play piano, guitar, bass, snare drum, and of course her first and most favorite instrument the harmonica.

"Is it...Ginny's collar?"

"Nuh uh-come on Dad it's super easy" I know what it is of course. My eyes. It's always my eyes, ever since she was little and she first learned this game. Whenever she spies something blue it's my eyes. And of course I have to feign surprise each time I finally guess it "Oh I know-my jeans" holding her hands up to her mouth she laughs out loud her cheeks turning pink "Dad!". The light turns red and I roll to a stop dramatically lowering my tinted glasses "Hmmmmm, I give up what is it?" reaching up she grabs my nose tweaking it the way she has since she was a baby "Your eyes silly"

"Ah, no fair!" the light turns green and I move forward in traffic again turning off toward Stevie's favorite tea shop. She's running low on her supply at home so I'd like to surprise her when she gets back from her tour, "Daddy?" a Rolling Stone's song starts up on the radio I think it's Wild Horses "Yeah baby girl?" still wearing her smile she leans her head against my shoulder "I love you" I hate to admit it but I fee like bursting into tears when I hear those words. It's such a potent reminder of how much she's grown and how much I wish she'd stay the same age for the rest of my life.

"I love you too Sara" pulling into the spot out front of the shop Sara and I take a seat on the terrace Ginny sitting at my feet and falling asleep on the top of my shoe "I wish you and Mommy didn't have to go on tour" her face falls slightly as our waitress runs by to take our order "We have to sweetie, I know it's hard but the reason we work so much is for you and your brothers. Trust me one day you'll be happy to not have us so close all the time" when she's a teenager. I dread those years the most.

"Nuh uh"

"Yeah huh, I was the same way about my Dad when I was in high school. I thought him and Grandma were lame" two big glasses of iced green tea and lime are placed on the table, Sara jumps into hers with gusto "How come people have to die?" my stomach drops at her question. She's old enough to understand what death is but she's not too familiar with the full details "That's just the way things are baby girl, one day mommy and I will be gone forever. We can't stop that" stirring her drink she doesn't respond right away. I hope that was a good enough answer.

"Can't doctors find a way to keep people alive forever?" nah there's no money in curing anything. Treatment, on the other hand, is big business "Sara, baby you're only ten that's a long way off" I have to wonder what's pushing her dark thoughts all of a sudden. She's not a melancholy child in fact the opposite she's always been sweet and light hearted and very sensitive. So much like Stevie it's scary. Of course Stevie had a dark side that I didn't notice until ten years of marriage passed "Me and mommy aren't leaving you for a long long time Sara" slurping her tea she looks away but then back.