The Warden's Daughter

Epilogue

            Looking out the window, it was hard to believe that two and half years have already passed by. Two and a half long and crazy years filled with ups and downs. I was twenty-one years old while Noah was twenty-seven. When we came to Bangladesh, I wasn’t sure how things would end up turning out. Our new identities made us a blank slates and we could be whomever we wanted to be.

            It has been hard with all the lack of contact with mine and Noah’s family and I was keeping a close eye on the feds and where they were at in our case. I was so thankful for the judge who pointed me into the direction of the man that pulled all those fake documents for Noah and I. He was known as Charlie now. I still didn’t know how I was going to pay him back or if I was ever going to.

            “Mommy!” I look down at my now two and a half year old son. I always knew I would be having a boy. When he was born we decided to name him Asher which was Noah’s grandfather’s name. I guess he idolized his grandfather growing up since his dad was never really around. Asher Troy Fain—well Smith. I smile at the blonde haired boy with beautiful blue eyes.

            “Yes baby?” I say picking him up. Asher touches my face with his tiny little hands. He was the sweetest boy though he did have his moments.

            “Lil keep putting my-my-my toy-s in her mouth.” Asher says. Oh yeah. A year after having Asher, I was pregnant again and nine months later had a baby girl. Her name was Lilith Elaine Fain-Smith. She was the opposite of Asher—brown hair and pretty blue-gray eyes like her father. She was my little angel, but she could be the little devil.

            “Why don’t you help Lilith into the kitchen? Dinner is soon and daddy will be home.” I say. I put Asher down and he leaves the kitchen. I was still a really bad cook, but I was getting better every day. Lilith was already walking but sometimes she needed some help. I pick Lilith up and stick her in her chair.

            “Want to help me set up?” I ask. Asher nods excitedly. I give Asher the spoon and he just sticks them on the table. It was hard to take care of two kids, but Noah helped a lot and he worked hard. I taught English at a local Bangladesh prison three days a week and the other four, I was at home with the kids. Noah worked every day as the president of a huge trading company that ran all throughout Europe. We had done well four ourselves and we lived in a nice house, but I was always afraid that the feds would figure out we were here and I would go to jail while my kids were put in a foster home.

            Asher sits down and I put the noodles and chicken on the table. Then I hear the front door open. Noah comes into the kitchen and I get up to greet him. Noah puts his arms around my waist and kisses me just like he always has. Just because we had two children, didn’t mean that our love life was any less. Noah and I had grown as a couple and we got married a month before I found out I was pregnant again.

            “How was your day?” I ask him. He shrugs his shoulders.

            “Same old baby.” Noah says and then he walks over to greet Asher and Lilith. I remember when we first got here. We stayed in a hotel for a few weeks. Noah did side jobs for a little while and I worked at a market for as long as I could until I was eight months. We had a good amount of money to keep us afloat for at least five years. We moved into an apartment above a store. It was a cute place to live but very loud and it wasn’t good for Asher so we moved a year after Asher was born into a small village. Our house was in the forest and it was very relaxing and quiet. Most of the people here speak Bengali or Urdu. Noah and I had been taking language classes for a long time now on the language and we were pretty fluent in it. 

            “Anything new?” Noah asks me. I smile and look up at Noah under my lashes. I was feeling like I was in extra need of Noah tonight. As soon as the kids went to bed.

            “We went to the market today and picked up some groceries and Asher got a new toy. I got them both some new clothes.” I say. Noah smiles and Asher nods his head while chewing his food. A two and half year old with such a big character.

            After dinner, Noah cleans the dishes while I bathe the kids. I stick them both in their beds when they are done and head back into the kitchen to help Noah out with drying dishes. Sometimes I felt out of time. I was twenty-one. I should be out having fun and partying with friends, but instead I was playing mom. I wouldn’t change any of it for the world though. I wrap my arms around Noah giving him a backwards hug. He holds my hands with his and playfully moves them down south. I smile and go up on my tip-toes to kiss his neck.

            “You drive me crazy.” Noah whispers and he turns me around quickly. I giggle when he lifts me up and feels my bum. I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him with the passion that neither of us ever lost no matter how bad things got. We start getting heated when the phone rings. I sigh and Noah lets me slide down his body. What a tease. I wink at him and go to grab the phone.

            “Don’t be too long.” Noah says. I smile. In the living room, I grab the phone and press the green button to answer it.

            “Hello?” I say into the phone. I look at Noah and shrug my shoulders. I say hello one more time.

            “Nora Morris. It’s Charlie.” My heart skips a beat and my blood runs cold. Charlie? After these years, he finally calls me. I give Noah a reassuring smile and walk out to wraparound porch.

            “Charlie.” I repeat his name. I never thought I would hear from him again. I did owe the man my life. He set me and Noah and our children free.

            “How are you? Good life?” He asks.

            “Things are good and the feds aren’t on us. How’d you get this number?” I ask Charlie. This was a landline phone and he certainly didn’t give me this number.

            “I have my ways.” He says.

            “What is it you want?” I ask looking out into the dark forest. Noah was waiting for me inside.

            “I have decided how you are going to pay me back Ms. Morris.”

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