Christmas With Family
Chirstmas With Family
Sequel to Flight To Paradise
"And thatís the story of how everything happened," Sarah finished, looking
down at the little girl on the bed.
"You mean Aunt Elaina and Uncle Kevin arenít really my aunt and uncle?"
The little girl asked.
"Thatís right, you just call them that for nameís sake. Besides,
theyíre like your aunt and uncle, theyíre close in the family for the meaning
of the name to take over," Sarah explained, reaching over to turn of the
lamp next to the bed.
"Wait, Grandma Sarah, one more question," the little girl said, stopping
"What is it, ĎRora?" Sarah asked, lowering her hand.
Aurora smiled sweetly. "When did Mommy and Daddy meet?" She
Sarah shook her head and chuckled. "Uh-uh, not tonight. That
story can wait until another night. As it is, your father is going
to have my head for keeping you up so long," she said. She leaned
over and kissed her granddaughterís head. "Goodnight, Aurora," she
whispered. She switched off the lamp and walked to the door.
"Goodnight, Grandma Sarah," Aurora called as she got comfortable.
Sarah smiled and closed the door behind her quietly, walking down the hall
and to her bedroom. She sat on her bed and pulled over the photo
album that was sitting there.
ĎSo many memories in just one lifetime,í she thought as she slowly flipped
through the pictures. First there was the picture Brian had taken
of her before he left her house so long ago. Then, the picture of
them together at New Years at Nickís before they were tried to be kept
apart. Their wedding pictures in the church and at the park in front
of their tree. The day little Brian was born, a few of him when he
was a baby, and then when Katie was born. Picture after picture of
Katie and Brian together, Brian always protecting her. School pictures
of each child, from preschool all the way to graduation from high school.
Sarah smiled over the pictures of Katieís accomplishments with her painting
and Brianís success with his singing. The final few pictures were
of Brian and his wife, Jennifer, with their daughter, Aurora, and Katie
and her husband, Michael, Katie being a few months pregnant with their
"Looking over those pictures again?" Brian asked as he walked in
Sarah nodded and looked up at him. "I canít believe that itís been
so long. Itís been nearly forty years since we met, forty years."
Brian smiled and sat next to her, hugging her close to him. "And
you donít look a day over fifty."
Sarah chuckled and hugged his arms. "And neither do you."
Brian smiled, or rather grinned, at her. "Being around you makes
me look and feel younger," he said.
Sarah couldnít help but smile back. "I look at Brian now and see
the little boy I raised. And I also see his father when he was his
age," she said.
Brian sighed. "Well, hate to break it to you, but Iím no longer that
young, though I wish I were."
Sarah nodded. "I know. I like you just the way you are."
Brian hugged her closer and Sarah closed her eyes, resting against his
"I got a call from Nick today."
Sarah opened her eyes and looked up at Brian expectantly. "And?
What did he say?"
"He is now the grandfather of twins, a boy and a girl, Steven Gene and
Stephanie Sheryl Porter," Brian said.
Sarah smiled, but then her smile faded. "I donít know whether to
be happy or sad that her middle name is Sheryl."
"Happy. Sheryl is finally resting in peace. She had a lot of
issues back then, at least Maggie got meet her before she died," Brian
Sarah nodded. "It was so sad that she got cancer."
"At least Nick and Sheryl settled things before she died, he was hurting
inside when she finally called him."
"Yeah, twenty years after the fact," Sarah said bitterly.
"Well, at least she called him and didnít have to find out about her through
her family. She was suffering too, Sarah, neither remarried, they
were meant to be together, if only Sheryl had stuck around to find the
courage to tell Nick she was sick."
Sarah shrugged. "Well, its over now. Nicky is happy, Maggie
is happy, heís a grandfather, and weíre grandparents to two wonderful kids."
Brian smiled. "Indeed. I find it strange that Brian chose Aurora
as his daughterís name, Iíve never heard that name before."
"You never saw Sleeping Beauty when you were little? That was my
favorite, Brian knew that," Sarah explained. "And Katie knew to keep
up the tradition of Thomas as a middle name, I think Michael Thomas is
a wonderful name."
"Well, when Brian and Jennifer have their next child, Brian told me that
they already have a name picked out since theyíre sure it will be a boy.
They said next is Brian Thomas the third, theyíre going to make my name
sound like royalty," Brian said, laughing.
Sarah chuckled and stood up, getting ready for bed. "At least heís
keeping with the tradition. Besides, he knew I would have his head
if he didnít name his son Brian Thomas."
"You threatened him?!"
"No, I just told him it would mean a lot to everyone if his sonís name
would be Brian Thomas, thatís all. And Iíve already instructed Jennifer
to get him interested in singing."
Brian laughed. "Youíre determined that our entire family tree will
be musically orientated, arenít you?"
"Absolutely, itís the only lifestyle that any of us know, and itís the
best. You sing, I sing, Brian sings, Jennifer plays piano and photographs
for concerts and such, Katie paints and plays the violin beautifully, and
Michael runs a music store and lesson center. We canít get much more
music orientated than that," Sarah pointed out.
"True," Brian said slowly. Sarah finished getting ready for bed,
then climbed under the covers, pulling another photo album over to her.
"Remember that Christmas? When Kevin and Nick finally worked out
their differences?" She asked, flipping through the pages to the
named holiday. She smiled at the picture of the two men sitting together,
"Of course," Brian replied, getting in bed next to her.
"Well, when I went to put Aurora to bed, she said that instead of a regular
story, she wanted to know our story. The story of how you and I got
together," Sarah explained.
"What stirred that to subject?" Brian asked, confused.
"I think it was that Jennifer and Brian were talking about how he remembered
a Christmas when his grandmother had told the story of our meeting about
ten years ago. I guess Aurora didnít hear the entire thing and wanted
to know about it."
Brian smiled sadly at the memory of his mother. "Mom never did stop
telling stories about that."
"Well, Jackie did like the story, after we filled it in for her.
It made for good story-telling, very interesting," Sarah said, wagging
her finger at him.
"Youíre interesting," Brian said, catching her finger and leaning forward,
kissing her forehead. "Come on, letís go to bed, itís late," he said.
Sarah sighed and closed the photo album in front of her, placing it on
the dresser. She switched off her lamp and laid down next to Brian,
hugging his chest.
"I love you, Sarah," he whispered.
"I love you too, Brian," she replied. She closed her eyes and dreamt
about their past.