Chapter 28

Sofia Adams - April 2012

I was dreaming.

I saw what appeared to be an older Nick playing with children on a sunny beach. One of them was a girl who looked about seven years old, with red hair just like his, and the other child was a slightly younger boy, maybe three years old, with dark hair like mine.

Obviously, my deluded mind deduced that they were our children as I watched Nick toss the little boy in the air and catch him, while the girl clung to his legs, asking him to do the same with her.

Nick let the two children play and came to lie beside me on the sand under a blue sky and bright sun.

He lovingly touched my face, his touch burning more than the sun on my skin.

I was smiling and happy.

"We never really had a chance, did we?" I asked.

"Of what?" Nick asked, still smiling easily.

"Of this," I pointed to us and the children happily running ahead. "We never had a chance at a future, and even if the accident hadn't happened, Nick's illness would eventually have become an obstacle