Orphan in Limbo

Moving Up

--- A Month Later ---

--- 24th of January, 1963 ---

A month has elapsed as Jack, Lucas and Charlotte were getting bigger even growing up along with their sparse hairs, besides Odette has gained a couple of extra pounds due to her first pregnancy, besides her mother wasn't exceptional. Not only the babies were having their own seperate room, adorned with grand, lacquered wardrobe, extra furnitures and toys, moreover collection of baby garments, soothers and some baby stuff were bought for them. They were just cooing to their parents and relatives as they were slightly young to utter curt syllables and utter some words unfinished. 

Even more Frank and his daughters, besides Serena, Elsa and her small family have paid once a week visit to the Howards as they were getting along with Kit too and being quickly fond of the infants, who haven't weaned off their mothers yet. 

Today was the day when the juvenile singer was more than determined to pack her luggage along with her daughter, Charlotte and go live in Kit's house for the rest of their days or until certain circumstances persuade them to make another decision, chiming to move on somewhere else to live rather than in Vermont's countryside outskirts. 

Whilst Judy, Lucas, Jack and Timothy were having breakfast with their little sweet rays of sunshine downstairs in the kitchen as they haven't finished their morning coffee, in fact, they were drowning themselves in logical, abysmal discussions, at the moment Odette was upstairs in her bedroom, storing up her paraphernalia and remarkable items and garments in 2 leather suitcases as she wore black stockings, sleeving her long as towers, still drop dead gorgeous legs after her first tough pregnancy, followed by stone blue casual dress with boat neckline and long sleeves as its hem cascaded mildly above her round, perfectly shaped knees. Her petite feet were shoed in knee length leather black, comfy boots, protecting them from the frosty climate which was about to assault them with its blizzard within a less an hour as soon as her baggage is ready at last. 

In addition to the preparation of the baggage, Kit participated as he aided her with certain remarkable, unique items being cached with the others, whereas Charlotte was contemplating her parents absent-mindedly with her huge azure hazelish orbs as she was uncertain where they were going to. At last but not least, slight, bashful smile cradled her baby pinkish lips as the ice was broken lastly:

"Don't worry, Cher! Mommy and Daddy will take with you in their home. No perplexed faces, please, cutiepie!" Kit interrupted the luggage preparation process as he scooped in his strong, muscular arms the little girl, in order to alleviate her and give her some attention and affection which she hankers incessantly. 

"She seems so anxious and confused." The brunette hemmed as her lip curled, emphasizing the adjectives which ideally described the young girl.

"Absolutely! It affects her behaviour as well." The young man commented, stroking gently his daughter's sparse, yet growing chestnut hair. "It will be unknown for her as soon as we get at our new home. I mean it will be yars too." The love child's heart leaped as if she was on cloud nine at the thought of Kit's house becoming also hers and Charlotte before their formal wedding.

The truth eventually was the only one-month-old baby girl has mustered to live with her grandparents, mother and her mother's fiancé. The young girl sensed something was out of control or rather the things didn't seem as usually today. Further, Charlotte sensed her parents are going to move in much different property with much different ambience. Far away from her grandparents. Far away from the twins. Far away from the serene, welcoming atmosphere which she has lived since her birth. The birth of Charlotte Marion. After exhaling the first breath. After the initial blubber zinged her baby pinkish lips.