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Charlotte McCartney Later that day, after lunch, I left Kelcie in Lydia's care and went to visit my sick grandfather at the hospital. Grandfather had been sick for a very long time and had been admitted in the hospital for months.As I sat here in Grandfather's hospital ward, I reminisced on distant, more sweeter times. When life was easier, friends were the obvious ones and foes hid far away from sight. Anytime I come here I can't help but remember times like those. Basically my grandfather was a reminder of such times, he was my friend, confidant, protector, and yet as I sat here watching him breathe raspily through the oxygen tank I felt a little gratitude that at least all the drama was happening far from here,far from him.It is not as though I doubted my grandfather's ability to protect me at this time. My grandfather was nicknamed The Lion of McCartney by those who knew him well. Up until when he took ill he kept up the reputation of that name so it wasn't exactly his ability

Charlotte McCartney “What are both of you doing here?” I asked, obviously irritated by their presence.“Mummy, who's there?” Kelcie came running.“Hey Kelcie!!” Whitney and Ron Chorused. “Come give Aunty a big hug”, Whitney added stooping to receive her.“No baby come here, come right back here”, I commanded sharply.Kelcie turned to me, “Mum what's going on?” she asked, confused.“Come back here!” I repeated and she turned and came back. I bent down and picked her up. Whitney and Ron stood obviously outraged by my action.“Come on Char don't be so low”, Whitney said “Come on not with the child” “Yes Charlotte, I understand that what has transpired between us is not exactly the best story but come on not with Kelcie . I've explained it to you, I swear I didn't mean for any of this to happen. It's just happened and you can't keep blaming us for it. Turning Kelcie against us is not any better”, Ron chimed in.“Do not tell me what to tell my child? Both of you have borne no responsibil

Whitney McCartney For a second everything they said seemed to make a lot of sense. “Why are we even here?”, I thought. “Why is he here? Is what they're saying true?” I asked myself, feeling quite stupid. “Are they telling the truth babe? Tell me! Did you come here because you still want Charlotte?” I asked, turning to face Ron, confused and angry at the same time.“What do you mean baby? Don't listen to them, they're just two crazy people you know that right?”Ron replied, looking totally shocked.But I couldn't calm the fear and uncertainty that had already started boiling within me. “Is Charlotte right? No, freckle face Charlotte cannot be right. She can't be”, these thoughts kept coming back to my mind even as I tried to fight it. Even in my thoughts, the name “Freckle face Charlotte” brings a smile to my face. I gave her that name when we were teenagers. I have always thought myself to be the fair princess who lived in a fair castle and Charlotte was my not so fair sister. I

Charlotte McCartney “Mommy are the cookies ready yet?” Kelcie asked impatiently as she tried hasten me up.“Almost honey. What's the hurry?” I asked, quite confused by my daughter's display. “She is probably just excited about the cookies”, I thought.“Nothing mom” she said smiling cunningly. “Did you make the special ones with chocolate in them?” she asked excitedly.“Of course honey and God I have really wasted time here I promised Lydia I was going to only need to twenty minutes and it's past an hour now. Come on help me put away the plates so I can get here cleaned up”, I said and began tidying the kitchen up.When we were done tidying and were about taking the cookies upstairs to our bedroom I remembered I left her phone back in the kitchen store.“Wait outside here for me honey”, I told my daughter. When I got back there however, Kelcie was nowhere to be found.“Where has she wandered to now?” I asked grumbling. Then I heard soft footsteps which I followed.“That must be Kelci

JOSH XAVIER She just stood there looking as though she didn't hear what I had just said. “My name is Kelcie, what's your name?” she asked in that innocent daze .I kept a stern face and remained silent hoping that she'd take the cue and run off to her mother but she was unperturbed. “Excuse me Mr, what's your name?” she persisted “What's your name Mr?” then she stopped as though she got an idea in her little head and said “I'll call you Mr”. I rolled my eyes at this which she took as encouragement.“Mr”, she said, coming even closer than before putting her little hands on my legs “Can I ride too?” she asked.“No” I answered“Why?” she asked innocently as though as I was trying to stop her from something she thought would be fun. I don't know but something in my depth melted at this. “You'll not want to ride this one”, I said. “We could get you a toy to ride if that's what you want”, I added.“Will you ride it with me?” she asked excitedly.“Of course not,” I replied, feeling a littl