(a sequel to “Evie’s Choice”)
“Do you think we’ve made the right decision?” Mona turned from the counter, potato peeler in hand.
Fred finished setting four places at the table. “Would you rather they were sent to live with a foster family?”
“Oh, heavens, no. It’s just that, well, are we too old to be raising our grandchildren?”
Fred put his hands on her shoulders. “Mona, to me you will always be that young, good-looking, smart-ass girl I tried to pick up in the university pub.”
Mona laughed. “You were the smart-ass. And you still keep sweet-talking me.” Her face sobered. She shook her head and sighed. “Those kids have been through so much. They’ve lost their mother, their dad’s in jail. Who knows what they saw or heard all those years.”
Fred leaned against the counter beside her. “I can’t imagine what they’re feeling now, probably anger, hurt, confused, who knows what else.”
“Somehow we have to show them that isn’t normal, that isn’t the way two people love each other. But are we up to the challenge? That’s what worries me.”
Fred put his arms around her and kissed her. “All we can do is show them love, and be patient. It’ll take time, that’s for sure.”
Mona heaved another sigh. “Time, love and patience – I hope that will be enough.”
“We’re in this together, remember.”
The doorbell rang. Mona tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
“That will be the social worker with the kids. Let’s go welcome our new family.”
(This story was not part of Voice and Vision 2019; however, “Evie’s Choice” cried out for a sequel because other people now have to make choices. Perhaps more sequels will appear as the children make theirs.)
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