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Kennedy cried the day Oprah’s Magazine included it on their ‘must read’ list. She just about vomited when she hit the New York Times—where she stayed for ten months so far.
After some convincing from the townspeople, Kennedy agreed to do a local signing, and the twins were the first in line.
While Kennedy could’ve been nasty toward the women who had been nothing but cruel to her since the day she arrived, she wasn’t. She was kind, thankful, and showed so much gratitude. Sometimes, I wished she could’ve been an asshole like me, but alas, she was the sun. She wasmysun. I fell in love with the sun, and she kept my cold heart warm.
“Thank you for coming, ladies, but I think I’m going to have to cut this signing short,” Kennedy said, standing up. There was a huge line going out the door of Gary’s café. People began groaning at the idea of Kennedy leaving, seeing how they hadn’t gotten their books signed yet.
I raised an eyebrow at her, confused at what she was doing.
“I know, I’m sorry everyone, and I’ll be sure to reschedule the first chance I get. It’s just that, my water just broke, so I think we have to get to the hospital,” she explained.
Oh. Right. That made sense.
I stared at her blankly for a few seconds before her words clicked in my head.
Oh!
Right!
That made sense!
We were having a baby! Well, she was having the baby, I was along for the ride at this point. Ride. Truck. Keys. Baby! Oh hell, I was panicking.
“Don’t panic,” Kennedy said, walking my way with her hands on her stomach.
“Panic? Why would I be panicked? I’m not panicked! I just need my keys,” I said, patting my pockets. “Keys, keys, I need my key—”
“Here,” she said, dangling them in my face. “I drove here, remember?”
“Right, of course. Okay. Let’s go.” I shot out of the front door, leaving her behind, until I realized that I left my very pregnant, very in labor wife behind. I dashed back inside. “I forgot; I need you to come with me.”
She giggled as she controlled her breathing. “Yes, I think you do.”
We got to the hospital, and everything went smoothly. Except for the part where I blacked out, but we didn’t need to talk about that.
After twelve hours of hard work from my beautiful wife, we were able to hold our beautiful daughter.
Elizabeth Daisy Kilter.
Named after my mother and her daughter, of course.
Elizabeth was a dream come true, and when I held her for the first time, I knew I was never going to be able to let her go.
“She’s perfect,” I said, rocking her back and forth in my arms. I looked at my exhausted wife and kissed her forehead. “You’re perfect.”
Every dream I’d ever had, came true that day. I was with the love of my life staring into our child’s eyes, and I couldn’t ask for more. I knew each day that was to come was a blessing, and I promised myself I’d never take that for granted. I was going to live every single day as if it were my last—which meant I would show my family how much I loved them time and time again.
Especially my wife. My sun. My very best friend.
Friends forever.
Lovers for life.
* * *
Five Years Later
“Daddy, can I have a granola bar?”Elizabeth asked as we tracked through the woods finishing up one of our longer hikes. The sun was beginning to set, and we always loved to watch it happen from the convertible we’d placed between the trees.
