Orphan in Limbo

Los Olivos (1)

--- A Week Later ---
--- 22nd of May, 1963 ---

A week after the wedding ceremony and recollected polaroid, vintage photographs as piece of memories from the wedding of the new family, the time elapsed as swiftly as a light summer breeze when it comes up to the imminent destination for the Walkers. Their prominent, one week honeymoon to Los Olivos.

In the past days, Odette and Kit were seeing even spending time with the former devotional members of the church along with Odette's much younger twin siblings, Lucas and Jack.

Moreover, the young wed couple had a remarkable flight which they shouldn't miss for Los Olivos in the wee hours of the noon as they should get up earlier, have a breakfast and prepare their baggage.

When the juvenile singer and the gas station salesman were in their bedroom along with Charlotte as they were preparing their luggage, storing up their important paraphernalia and garments in the suitcases, counting their baby girl's ones too.

The small, nonetheless, still loving and supporting one another family's morning was embraced by the eloquent, elating songs of the caroling birds, floating in their one-story house's background as the bedroom's door was widely opened, allowing its fresh air to ventilate freely. The scintillating sun rays freely dispersed its own sun rays, subsequently bathing the room in vibrant, dazzling light and its sun light armors the exposed skins, protecting them from the light spring yet breeze. 

Whilst the love child was delving in the dresser's drawers to gather a couple of lingerie collections, whether eye-catchingly appealing or just comfortable and casual one, the young man has already finished with preparing his baggage as he was spending time with his unbiological daughter, seating on the edge of the bed and tickling teasingly her pudgy belly, giggling jubilantly altogether.

"Dada!" The young girl exclaimed, relishing the paternal affection and attention she earned from Kit as she was scooped in the cradle of his strong, muscular arms, encircling her and wriggling instictively her pudgy, tiny arms in the air.

"Aww, my lovely girl! Ya are so happy as I can see the shining smile on yar pretty, smiling face. Aren't ya happy we're going to be together for one week in Los Olivos?" Kit said as he stroke delicately as if his caress resembled a ginger, genial caress of a mother, stroking her newborn's cheek. Suddenly the megawat, joyous smile from the infant wiped off rapidly within a few seconds at the mention of Los Olivos.

The truth was the five-month-old baby wasn't as agitated as her parents to spend their honeymoon on much different place. Far away from their convenient, welcoming home. Far away from Charlotte Marion's grandparents, Judy and Timothy. Far away from their friends. Far away from the nature and atmosphere, which was a second nature for her. 

Something didn't seem as alright as it was presupposed to be in Charlotte's case. The little girl have mustered to live in her parents' home for months and now hearing the name of a different place especially in a different state was something like nothing than a literal nightmare for her. Or rather, an unexplored, overwhelming imminent adventure, where the atmosphere and everything else aren't the same. Little did the infant know what's awaiting her in Los Olivos with her parents and what kind of mysteries even mesmerizingly glamorous landmarks they will discover, besides how their journey is going to advance. 

Furthermore, the Walkers have an appointment with the Howards to meet one another on the airport so that to be sent and wish them a good flight and having a great time on their one week honeymoon.