Now I'm team Alexander 😂
MelissaThe trio were up before the usual time, I guess knowing that it was their day was more than enough to keep them up all through the night.“Good morning mummy,” Aiden and Aurora chorused, with their smiles reaching the ends of their ears.“Morning my babies, did you have a good night's rest?” I pended the breakfast I was making and kissed their foreheads.“Yes mummy, we did,” they both cooed, running straight into the living room.I looked around for the last person, the last person that always made me doubt if he was truly my son.“Where's Albert?” I asked.“I'm here,” he answered, coming inside the kitchen as soon as I finished asking about him. “Good morning mother.”“Mother?” I repeated, remembering that the other 2 just called me mummy now. “Please tell me how old you are today, Albert.”He went to the bowl of fries that was sitting graciously on the counter, throwing one into his mouth.“Is it because I called you mother that's why you are asking for my age?”“I'm glad you
MelissaFrom the living room window, I could see various people outside and I instantly wondered what was going on. The incessant ringing forced me out of the reverie, my fear raised to the bar.“Hold on a minute,” I gathered my 3 minions and put them behind me. If anything will happen first, they would have to get through to me; their mother.I pushed the door open and I saw the remaining space of my lawn being decorated. A lady stood by the door in her smiles, wearing the tag Evelyn.“Hi,” she said in the most professional way ever. “I believe you are Miss Dawson?”“Yeah, yes I am. How may I help you today?”“Please sign this,” she pushed out a document to me. Sensing my hesitation, her smile came out more brightly. “It's nothing serious, you can go through it if you want.”I briefly scanned the document and saw deliveries of some things and decorations. I put down my signature and she thanked me, going back to work.The blue and yellow top she was wearing had Samara Event And Cater
MelissaThe guest swarmed in like bees and I started to think that I might have sent a broadcast message to all my contact list. Gifts of different kinds kept piling up and the trio could not wait to open them.But someone was still missing and even though they tried to enjoy their day, it was still very glaring on their face; of course, except Albert.I kept stretching my tiny neck, peeping to see when either of them would just teleport here.As various cars parked in front of the house, I silently continued praying that he should show up.A familiar black car drove in and the first thing I did was sigh loudly and roll my eyes. I unconsciously placed my hand on my head, trying to wipe away the invisible sweat.“Hi,” the driver of the car joyfully raised his hands in the air, waving in my direction. He rushed to the boot of his car and started stuffing out gifts. Big teddy bears of different colors, he has no idea that my kids hate them. He put the gifts in the gift's section and cam
MelissaI took cautious steps towards the gift Alexander brought for me. It was wholesome, my eyes continued watering on their own and I quickly wiped them off.“Hello Melissa, I heard you are a big fan of me,” the middle aged woman said.“Lyra Astrid?” I wanted to confirm if she was truly the one standing in front of me.She put her arms out, smiling. “In all her glory.”Lyra Astrid was the biggest and best artist the 21st century has ever produced. While in college, I watched all her painting videos and her speeches and tried to attend some but the entrance cost was just too high; for someone that was caring for an ailing mother.She was my role model, she was everything to me. I looked up to her and revered her like a goddess.It still came as a shock to me. I moved closer and whispered, “c-c-can I touch you or feel you or stand beside you?”My words were rambling out and I didn't care if everyone looked at me and saw a teenager because I most certainly did not behave like a mother
MelissaIf there was anything my kids took from me, it was uncouthness. They say what they want to say without any filter in their mouth, especially when it comes to someone they don't like. For example Francis.They insisted Alexander's gift be the last, and they had to go through all the gifts first.Janet knew them well and bought them what they loved. She got Albert the entire franchise of Harry Potter books and creative writing tools, my little boy screamed and forgot how tough he used to be.Aiden was next, he got a skateboard and protective gears. Aurora got something she had always cried about but I never took it seriously. Janet got her, her first pet. A Bengal female kitten. She grabbed the cage and scooped it out, cuddling her newly acquired pet and running around with it.It was time for Francis’ gift, he brought out 3 huge teddy bears and Legos for my kids. Feeling pity for him, they walked out, straight to where their father and the Thatchers stood. They weren't babies
AlexanderThe day was getting darker and darker, we were all getting ready to leave. The kids swarmed and played with Lady Selene and Sir Carlos while Bree just sat in the front seat of the car I came with.Melissa stood with me, with her hands clamped tightly behind her. Her eyes kept going back and forth around the area like a headlight.Sensing her shyness, I reached for her hands and caressed them, helping her to tuck the strands of hair falling at the back of her ear. “You look beautiful, you've always been beautiful.”“Oh, thanks,” she threw her face to the floor, not wanting me to see the blush gradually creeping on her face.I raised her face to meet mine, I decided to tell her the truth about the first day we met.Dragging her in, her breath was a few inches away from mine. “Remember the first day we met?”“At the restaurant? The day my hand went over your face twice?” She laughed.“Ouch,” I rubbed my cheek, making her believe it still hurt. Her laughter raised a notch, it wa
AlexanderWith due diligence, I was given a tour of the house. It was the first time I would step my feet into the house, it felt magical. We went to Albert's room first and I saw the main reason why Janet had to get him the type of gift he got. My baby boy had a diary, he scooped it away before anyone could get close to it. His single act earned a rich beautiful laughter from me.“What are you hiding from everyone?” I questioned. It was just me and them. Little bunny had left us prior going to clear up the sitting room and the kitchen. She gave us time to get familiar with one another.“It's called a diary for a reason. There are personal things in there,” he said, clutching the book tightly in his arms.“Yes sire,” I bowed, showing that I respected his space.Comics of different types and collections of short stories were arranged neatly on his bookshelf. Albert read and wrote anything he could think about. I grabbed a piece of paper peeping from under his bed. He titled it, my dadd
BreeThey kept chatting and smiling about how perfect the day was as we entered the house. I had been tossed to the side like an unwanted wrapper or maybe because I refused to talk to them and they wouldn't bother about me so much, at least not like all the attention I used to get in the past.I halted suddenly. “How could you let something like that happen?”“Something like what?” They said unanimously, both of them turning their heads to meet each other’s eyes, trying to figure out what I meant.“Do you mean the gifts we gave the triplets?” Sir Carlos asked. “Bree, you still have access to all our money as you would wish. You just decided to stop talking to us.”Frustrated, a groan forced its way out from the depth of my throat. I stamped my left foot on the hard floor and winced silently in pain. There was no need to make a fool of myself right in their presence.“I'm talking about letting Alexander go with that woman,” I pointed at the direction of where we came in.“Wait a minute