Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Epilogue

The excitement of being Jacob Draiman had finally died down after a month.  There was no more research, no more interviews and no more travelling to do interviews or get prizes that he didn’t want.  He did however oversee his best friend from high school’s treatment once he was granted privileges at the hospitals in Colorado Springs.  CSMC was glad to take on the responsibility of being the first non- military hospital to administer the treatment.  And Jake gladly paid for the entire thing.

Maddie’s wedding was beautiful.  Jake sat behind his parents and actually got to see his father cry for the first time.  Giving his little princess away was the hardest thing David Draiman had ever done, his son knew it.

During the reception after the bride and groom danced and then the bride danced with her father, David and Brie kept disappearing.  When they were found they were sitting on the stairs at the banquet hall where the reception was being held, talking about how they couldn’t believe that Maddie’s third child to marry and that Jordan was going to finally make things with Davina not long after.  Their four oldest children were all either married or going to be.  They kept humming the song “Sunrise, Sunset”, from Fiddler on the Roof.

Colton and Madison GreyEagle were on their way to the Bahamas not too long after the ceremony was over and everyone else went home.  The entire family talked about how beautiful the wedding was and how Maddie and Colt looked so happy together.

That night, as the last child Brie carried to term flew away to the Bahamas for her honeymoon, her parents laid in bed and cried.

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Jake was just walking in from work when he heard his wife scream in pain suddenly.  He dropped his things on the couch and ran to the kitchen.  Delilah was alone in the kitchen and there was a mess all over the floor.  “Jake, my water just broke and OH MY GOD IT HURTS!”

He went directly to her side and helped her sit down.  “Ok, baby, when the next contraction hits I’m gonna time it, then the time between.”  He offered her a hand.  When the contraction hit, she grabbed a hold of his hand and squeezed with everything she had.  Jake checked his watch and started counting.  He checked his watch again when the contraction ended and he timed the space between contractions.  It was rather short.  His eyes turned into saucers.  “FUCK!”, he said under his breath, then looked at his wife.  “Baby, how long have you been having contractions?”

“That I remember they just started”, she said through her teeth.

“We need to check to see how far along you are.  We might not have the time to get you to the hospital.”
She nodded slowly.  “Help me up.”

He helped her up and they started slowly making their way to the living room.  When they walked in the living room, his parents walked in with Miri.  “What’s going on, Jake?” Brie asked.

“She in labor”, he said simply.  “I brought her in here to check how far along the labor has progressed.  You wouldn’t happen to have gloves around here anywhere, would you, Mom?”

Brie sighed and looked at David.  “You know where my kit is, right?”

“The birthing kit?”

“Yeah.”

“Yes.  You need me to go get it?”

“Yes please.”  She looked at Jake.  “What size gloves do you wear?”

“Large.”

She turned back to David.  “Grab a box of Large gloves too, baby.”  She held Miri out to him.  “And drop her off in Jessi’s room, please.”  David took Miri and went for the stairs.  Brie was at the couch with Jake and Delilah in no time.  “What do you think is going on, Jake?”

“I think we’re not getting her to the hospital, but we should have an ambulance standing by to take her and Ira to the hospital to be checked out after he’s born.”

“Alrighty, then.”

David came down the stairs with the kit with Jessi on his heels.  “I want to help deliver the baby if Delilah and Jake will let me.”

“That’s fine, Jess.  We’re gonna need the help”, Jake said as he slipped on a pair of gloves.

“Cool!”

“Jacob, you do know what you’re doing, right?”

“Mom, I’ve done OB rotations and in that time I delivered my fair share of babies.  As Uncle Matt would say, this isn’t my first rodeo.”  Jake pulled Delilah’s sweatpants off and checked her.  “Yep, just as I suspected.  She’s not going to make it to the hospital.  She’s 9cm and fully effaced.  And I felt the top of his head.”

“Then we need to get her in the floor here in a few and get this baby delivered, don’t we?”

“Do what you usually do to prep for this kind of thing, then, Mom.  I don’t know how you set these things up.”

Brie stood and started getting people moving.  David was even involved.  Pillows were piled in the floor for her to lean against, towels and blankets were gotten together and warmed, Brie started laying out the tools they’d need.  “So, who’s pulling this baby from your wife?”

“ME.”  His tone made it known that there was no questioning it.

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He knelt between his wife’s legs with glove on.  There was head full of hair trying to come out.  His mother was behind him trying to instruct him on how to deliver a baby.  He carefully massaged the opening that his son was coming out of in between contractions.  When a contraction came on he carefully maneuvered the baby out of the birth canal as she pushed.  “One more push, baby.  You’re almost done”, he coached.  She pushed and he maneuvered the shoulders out.  Everything else came with the greatest of ease.  “Suction, please”, he said and held a hand out.  He suctioned out the mouth and nose and his son took his first breath and screamed.  It was the most beautiful sound in the world.  “Welcome to the world, Ira Benjamin”, he said with a smile.

The End!

Chapter 78


Plans for Maddie’s wedding were coming together, the quads were on their way to Chicago and Jake was prepping to fly out to Paris for the Nobel Prize ceremony.  He wasn’t looking forward to it though he knew he was receiving a huge honor.

Delilah was getting bigger with every passing week and she and Jake couldn’t have been more excited.  They’d started preparing the nursery for the adding Ira to their little family.  Jake painted half of the room a shade of blue with green striped and added white stripes to Miri’s side of the room.

Finally, the day came that Jake had to fly to Paris for the Nobel Prize ceremony.  He was packed and ready to go.  He was just waiting for the time to come to go to the airport.  “Dad, I really don’t want to go do this”, he said as he ate lunch with his parents and wife that afternoon.

“Jake, you’re receiving a big honor”, David said.  “You should be excited.”

“I didn’t do it for the glory or the recognition.  I did it because the men and women who suffer traumatic brain injury deserve to lead a normal life to, especially those who serve in the Armed Forces.”

“We know that, Jake”, Brie said, “but your father is right.  You should be excited that your hard work is being recognized by the medical community at large.”

“What about all of the things that you’re done for massage?”

“I’ve gotten my recognition for what I’ve done and I’m teaching your sister all of my tricks so that my secrets don’t die with me.”

“But Mom, have you ever been nominated for something like this before?”

“No, but what recognition I’ve gotten is sufficient.”

Jake sighed.  “I honestly don’t feel like I deserve this.  I haven’t done anything for this high of an honor.”

“It’s usually the truly humble that get the rewards.”

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The flight to Paris was long and lonely.  He was just thankful that he didn’t have to change planes but once in Minneapolis- St. Paul .  From there it was a straight flight to Paris.  French coffee, french food, the Eiffel tower- all things he’d experience before.  The only places he was going to go were to the UN Headquarters to accept his award, his hotel room, and the airport.

After the series of civil wars that had broken out when he was a child the UN had been reformed and the headquarters set up in Paris.  He was thankful that he wasn’t having to fly out to some Godforsaken desert to do this.  They’d have just had to send it to him instead.

During the first leg of his journey he worked on his acceptance speech.  Nothing he could say sounded humble enough.  He tried to speak from the heart, but what cane from his heart sounded nothing like what he wanted to say.

The second leg of the trip was less stressful.  Rather than trying to write out what he was going to say he decided to watch a few of movies, check his email, and things like that.  When they brought him something to eat, he’d eat but it was only picking at the nasty airline food.  He’d brought snacks that would help with his sugar should he need them.  He couldn’t wait to get into Paris to get some food.  He was hungry, but the food on this particular trip wasn’t worth the upset stomach later.

Once he was on the ground and through French customs, he went straight to his hotel.  He just wanted food, a shower, and sleep.  He preferred that they be in that order.  Once he checked into his hotel room he checked the time.  He could call home to let everyone know that he was safe and not get told that he was crazy for calling as early as he did.  He called for room service and called home while he waited.  He didn’t bother turning on the television because he wouldn’t understand a word that was said anyway.  That was the biggest thing the irked him about travelling abroad.  No matter what country he was in, they spoke the native tongue even though the international language for everything since after the Global Wars was English.  The only reason they were called the Global Wars rather than World War III was that they were individual civil wars rather than one large full scale global war.

He waited for the phone to pick up as he dug through his suitcase for something to wear for bed.  It was fairly early in the morning and the ceremony wasn’t until that night.  After he left the UN from accepting the Nobel Prize he was going to go straight to the airport to go home.  He didn’t want to be away from his wife, daughter, and unborn son any longer than he had to be.

“Hello?” asked a soft sleepy voice.

The voice brought a smile to his face.  “Good morning, gorgeous”, he said with a smile.

“Jakey!”, she said in excitement.  “You’re in Paris?”

“Yeah, been here for about an hour.  Customs was a bitch.”

She laughed softly.  “I’m not surprised.  Have you eaten?”

“Kind of.  I ordered some room service right before I dialed your number.  I’m tired, hungry and I stink.  After I eat, I’m going to get a quick shower and get some sleep before the ceremony this evening.”

“That sounds like a good idea.  Are you going to go back to your room or come straight home afterward?”

“Straight home.  Paris hold nothing for me without you here, baby.”

“Except the Nobel Prize.”

“And that means next to nothing to me.  I really don’t care for the Nobel Prize.  I’m just hoping that while I’m here that I don’t miss the big moment.”

“You mean me going into labor?”

“Yes, that’s what I mean.  I don’t want to miss you having my son.”

“I already gave you a daughter.  What more do you want?”  She couldn’t help but laugh.

“I wasn’t in the room when Miri was born.  I want to be in the room with Ira.”

“And so you shall be”, she giggled.

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He ate.  He showered.  He crashed.  The room was nice and dark when he went to sleep.  The curtain on his window were nice and thick.  He’d gotten the room he had because of the thick black out curtains.  It made sleeping just a little bit easier.

He knelt between his wife’s legs with glove on.  There was head full of hair trying to come out.  His mother was behind him trying to instruct him on how to deliver a baby.  “If anyone in the house knows how to do this it would be her and me”, he thought.  He carefully massaged the opening that his son was coming out of in between contractions.  When a contraction came on he carefully maneuvered the baby out of the birth canal as she pushed.  “One more push, baby.  You’re almost done”, he coached.  She pushed and he maneuvered the shoulders out.  Everything else came with the greatest of ease.  “Suction, please”, he said and held a hand out.  He suctioned out the mouth and nose and his son took his first breath and screamed.  It was the most beautiful sound in the world.  “Welcome to the world, Ira Benjamin”, he said with a smile.

He came out of the dream with a gasp.  “What in the fuck?” he said.  He looked at the clock next to the bed.  It was almost time for him to get up to get ready for the ceremony.  He wiped a hand down his face and made himself roll out of bed.  As he grabbed his suit and toiletries to get another shower the reflected on what he saw.  “That was crazy”, he thought.  “I’m not going to miss my son’s birth like I did my daughter’s.  I’m actually going to get to deliver him.  WOW!”

He turned on the hot water and got in the shower.  He wanted to be sharp for this ceremony.  He was going to use the dream he’d just had to get him through the ceremony that evening.  At that moment, it was the only thing that was going to keep him in a good mood as he got ready to go receive an honor he really had no interest in.

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When he arrived he was asked to be seated on the stage so that he didn’t have to find his way out of the crowd to come up and accept the award.  He did as he was asked and waited for everything to get underway.

About half way through, he was fight off the urge to fall asleep.  He yawned several times and popped his neck to give his body a sensation that would keep him awake- pain.  Instead of wearing his contacts, he wore glasses.  He thought it looked better that way.  He was having to rub his eyes behind the glasses to stay awake.  Jet lag was hitting him hard.

Finally, they were announcing his award.  He was forcing himself to stay awake long enough to finish the ceremony and get checked out of his hotel.  There was a long speech about his research addressing him and “this young man”, then finally, they said his name.  “For outstanding achievement in the field of medicine, the Nobel Prize committee awards the Nobel Prize in Medicine to Dr. Jacob Micah Draiman.”

Jake stood and accepted his award.  He shook hands with the committee chairman and had his picture taken with a million flashing bulbs.  When the flashing subsided- but hadn’t completely stopped- he approached the podium and gave his acceptance speech.  “Thank you.  This is truly an honor, but I wouldn’t have been able to achieve such success without the support of my wonderful parents and siblings, my loving wife and daughter, and the hard work of several medical students and a stubborn Cajun Neurosurgeon.” 

The UN rep from the US laughed with him at the comment.  Apparently, she too was a Cajun.

Jake continued.  He was going to keep it short, sweet, and to the point.  “I sincerely appreciate the committee’s long consideration in this.  I am truly honored.  On behalf of myself and the entire team that worked countless hours on this project, I say thank you.”

He took the award and stepped away from the podium, shook hands with the committee chairman again, then took his seat to finish the ceremony.  The only one left was the big kahuna- the Peace Prize.

Jake sat back and listened patiently as the Committee chairman announced the recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize.  He was fading quickly.  Thankfully, the man that received the Peace Prize did like Jake did and kept his speech short and sweet.  The recipients all stood and had their pictures taken as a group, then they group was dismissed.

Several reporters tried to catch him to take his picture and ask him questions, but he politely told them that he had no comment and that he was in a hurry.  Finally, he got out of the building, caught the limo that picked him up at his hotel and went back to the hotel.  He changed out of his suit, packed his things, and checked out of the hotel.  After getting a cab he went to the airport, checked his luggage, went through customs, and went to the gate he was supposed to catch his flight home.  He only had one layover in the trip home and it was in the same place as the trip there.  For that, he was grateful.

He got situated on the plane and right to sleep after snacking on something to keep his sugar from crashing.  Even as he sat and snacked on the chips he brought with him, sleep tugged his eyelids down.  He made himself stay awake long enough to put the chips back in his carry- on, got comfy, and went to sleep.  Now, all he had to do was get home so that he could deliver his son when the time came.

Chapter 77

Spring quickly became summer.  James went to Brittan’s funeral with a heavy heart.  He didn’t want to see the girl he loved laying so perfectly still in a wood box lined with silk.  He wasn’t sure if his heart could take looking at her with such a peaceful face and her prayer beads wrapped around her hand.  He certainly didn’t think he could look at her like that and know that his child was inside her and just as still as she was.  There was no telling how he would be when he experienced all of this.  He almost didn’t go.  “I don’t think I can do it, to be honest, Dad”,  James said when David asked him why he wasn’t ready to go the day of the funeral.

“James, it doesn’t matter how much you want her back, she’s not coming back.  All the love in the world isn’t going to bring her back.  I should know.”  David had his tie hanging around his neck untied.  He didn’t want to tie it until he’d eaten breakfast.

“It’s not that, Dad.  I know she’s gone.  I just don’t think I can see her in her casket and not fall apart.  I mean, she was going to be my wife, she was going to be the mother of my child, and now?  She’s cold and she’s going to be worm food soon.  I hate to say it like that, but it’s true.”

“I can’t tell you if going to the funeral and viewing the body is going to give you closure or not, James.  Just ask Malachai if it helped him.  Or, ask Jake if going to that friend of his junior year’s funeral helped him cope.  I know that funerals don’t always help me.  It did with your Uncle Matt, I can say that.”

“I think Uncle Matt’s funeral helped us all, Dad”, Jake said when he sat down.  He was dressed for the funeral as well.  He’d made sure that he got that day off so that he could be there for his little brother.  “As for going to Danica’s funeral, it kinda helped.  It didn’t really hurt.  I think that what helped was that Uncle Matt’s passing was not so long before.  I was still trying to move past that, then Danica passed.  Like Uncle Matt, she’d been sick.  Cervical cancer is nothing to play with when you’re a female and hers was aggressive.  It ate at her cervix, her ovaries, her uterus… it was a nasty battle and she lost.  But, seeing as I was getting over Uncle Matt and he died of cancer I found it easier to move past Danica because I wasn’t going to let myself stay upset.”

James nodded.  “Thanks, Jake.  How is it you always know what I need to hear?”

Jake shrugged.  “It’s an important tool when you’re a big brother.”

James made himself go upstairs and get dressed for the funeral.  After the family ate breakfast, they loaded up and headed to the cemetery where Brittan’s service was being held.  Her parents’ had opted out of a church.  They wanted to have the entire service at the place their daughter would be laid to rest.

When most of the Draiman family showed up at the funeral, Brittan Jenson’s parents were shocked.  David had been introduced to her parents at a football game, as had Brie.  It was seeing Malachai, Jordan and Jacob that shocked them.  They knew and believed everything that had been said on the air or in print about the older three Draiman children; but seeing them for themselves was something different entirely.

When it came time to view the body, James didn’t have to go through it alone.  His twin brother and ‘twin’ sisters went up with him.  Jeremiah, Meagan, and Makayla were always there for their brother.  They were four peas in a pod and always had each other’s backs no matter what.

James stood with his brother and sisters with him and stared into the casket at the beautiful red head he’d fallen in love with and felt relief.  He still loved her and a piece of his heart would always belong to her, but something his mother said to him the day she died rang in his ears.  “Maybe you’re meant to be with another woman”, she’d said to him.

He took a deep breath and looked at her peaceful face.  “Brittan, I’ll always love you, but I think I’m ready to let you go now.  Rest now, angel.  Show those angels up there what you’re made of.”  He started singing a prayer in Hebrew, his brother and sisters quietly joining him.  When the prayer was done, he kissed his fingertips and pressed them to her cheek.  He looked at his siblings.  “Let’s go back to our seats.  I’m good now.”  They walked to their seats and watched as the rest of the funeral.  James looked up as the casket was lowered into the ground and saw a robin fly over head.  He couldn’t help but smile.  He knew that robin was Brittan’s sign that she was ok with him moving on as quickly as he was.  Robin’s were her favorite bird.  Thank you for blessing my life as long as you did, Brittan.  I’ll never forget you.  You’ll always have a special place in my heart, he thought as he stared into the wild blue yonder and smiled as he took his mother’s offered hand.

Brie was happy to see her son smile.  It had been the first time in days that she’d seen his eyes light up for any reason.  She tapped David on the knee and gestured with her head toward their son.  David smiled as well.

Jake and Delilah sat and watched as James went from depressed to chipper.  Jake could tell that he’d accepted that his girlfriend was gone and now he was able to watch the funeral progress without tears flowing down your cheeks.  All either of them could do was smile.

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A couple of months passed and Jake sat back and enjoyed life.  He’d gotten notice that at the end of the summer he had to fly out to Paris to accept the Nobel Prize in Medicine.  He wasn’t looking forward to that flight because he’d be going alone.  Delilah would be too far along to accompany him to and there was no way in hell that he was going to travel alone with fourteen month old child overseas. 

But, that was a problem for another time.  He took a week off for summer vacation to hang out with his younger siblings that were about to head out to Chicago for college.  Having so many Draiman’s as alumni made it easy for the quads to get accepted.  They were legacies, after all.

His last day home before going back to work was the joint birthday party of his daughter and mother.   Everyone was in the pool splashing around and having a good time.  Maddie and Colton had come over to celebrate the birthdays.  Maddie had moved in with Colton not very long after James got his bad news.  But, that was in the past.  James was doing well.  He was going to focus on his law degree rather than trying to date.  If he should meet someone special, he wasn’t going to tell her no, but getting his education was more important.

Maddie had gone into the house to get drinks for those who wanted them.  She was going about to get back in the pool when Colton snuck up behind her and picked her up.  She squealed in surprise.  “Colt, what the hell?” she laughed.

“Maddie, I have a question for you”, he said.

“Ok?” She looked confused.

“Do you love me?”

“What kind of question is that, Colton?  Of course I do.”

“Do you want to be with me for the rest of your life?”

“Yes.  Colton, what are you getting at?”

He grabbed his jeans and dug in the pocket for a moment, then pulled out a tiny box, then dropped to one knee in front of her.  “Madison Jade Draiman, you are my entire world.  I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my days with you at my side.  I would love for us to have a family together.  I can’t wait to chase little girls with bouncy brown or black curls around the house.  Maddie, do me the honor of being my wife.  Will you marry me, Madison?”

Maddie’s face lit up in surprise.  “OH MY GOD!” she cried as tears ran down her cheeks.  “Oh, Colton!  Yes!  Yes, yes, yes; a billion times yes!  Yes, Colton, I’ll marry you!”

Colton smiled and slid the ring on her finger.  He had decided to use the ring that her parents have given him.  When he stood, she wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed.

David and Brie watched the scene with tears in their eyes.  They tried to hide it, but there was no way it was going to happen with all now 14 of their children present.  One of them was bound to see them crying.  And one of them did.  Jordan’s ever observant eye caught her parents trying to discreetly wipe tears from their eyes.  “Attention Draiman clan!  We have not one, but two teary eyed romantics over here”, she called out and made everyone look, even the newly engaged couple.

Maddie kissed her new fiancé and went to her parents.  “You two aren’t supposed to be crying”, she said with a smile.  “You’re supposed to be happy for me.”

David cleared his throat to speak.  “Maddie, we are happy for you.  It’s just tough to watch your little girl get engaged because that means she’s a big girl now.”

“You’re an adult now, Maddie, and it’s hard for us to accept that you’re going to be starting a family of your own now.  All I ask is that you don’t try to outdo your father and me”, Brie said with a tear choked laugh.

Maddie hugged her parents tightly.  “Mama, Daddy, I’ll always be you’re little girl.  It doesn’t matter what I’m doing or where I am.  But, as I’m sure you know, it’s time for me to leave the nest.”

“We know, Maddie girl.  Go on.  Your mother and I will be fine.  We just need to let this process, ok?” David said.

“Ok, Daddy.  I love you; both of you.”

“We love you too, Maddie.  Go spend some time with your man”, Brie said.

When Maddie walked away, they sat back under the canopy they were seated under and shared a thought in Yiddish.  Jake was the only one that half assed understood them.  He’d taken German in high school and college as foreign language credit.  They talked about how they felt like Tevey and Golde in Fiddler on the Roof when their oldest daughter Tzeitel married.  Neither remembered growing older, and now wondered when their children started growing up.  They were ribbed each other about being old, then his father picked up his mother and dropped  her in the pool.  When she surfaced she shouted something at him in Gaelic.  “Now that you’ve put me in here, help me out, ass hole!” she said in English.  The moment he extended his hand to help her out of the pool she took it and gave it a good tug, pulling him in to the crowded pool right along with her.  “And that’s what you get!  You don’t drop me in the pool and think you’re not going to swim with me”, she laughed when he came up for air.

He laughed and pulled her against him.  “Oh, Brie, have I told you recently that I love you?” he asked.  It was clear on his face that he was going to do something stupid.

“Yes, but this isn’t one of those times that you mean it.  I know what that tone in your voice means.  You dunk me and you sleep on the couch tonight, Mister.”

He looked tortured for a moment.  “Well… I guess I’m sleeping on the couch tonight”, and under the water she went causing all of the kids to laugh.

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David got to sleep in his bed that night next to his wife.  “God, I’m starting to feel old”, she laughed when she climbed into bed with him that night.

“You and me both, sweetie.  Our four oldest children are either married, in a committed relationship, or engaged to be married.  Four more of our children are about to leave for college, and the youngest two are about graduate from high school in two years.  Where has the time gone?”

“I don’t remember growing older, David.”

“Neither do I, and now our second daughter is engaged.  She’s old enough to drink and she wants to start having kids as soon as she can.”  He covered his face with his hands and sighed.  “GOD, where did the time go?”

“I think we just hoped they’d never grow up.  That’s they’d stay young little hell raisers forever.”

“I know.  If I had thought it would be this hard it to let them become adults…”

“I know.  But, if we had to do it all over again?”

“I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“Me neither.”  She sighed.  “I think I have a way to make this a little easier.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.  Instead of thinking of them growing up and getting married as a bad thing, why don’t we see it as I’m getting closer to retirement and we’re getting closer to being able to travel the world together.”

He laughed and tilted her chin up to his face.  “Good idea.  I like it.”  He pressed his lips to her softly.

She smiled and sat up on an elbow to make kissing him easier on her still tender back.  “I love you, David”, she whispered against his lips.

He rolled her onto her back and placed himself between her legs.  “I love you, too, Brie”, he whispered in return, then kissed down her body.  He wanted to love her the way he’d always done.  They were both in need of a little reassurance.  They were both feeling a little low.

He got down to his destination and rested there for a few moments.  He watched the way she breathed, the way her body reacted to his touch.  He gazed up the length of her body and thought better of his original plan.  He snaked back up her body quickly and took control of her lips.

She didn’t fight him.  She didn’t want to fight him.  She wanted him to take her.  Her hands wandered over the toned plains of his back.  When the thrust his hips forward she ripped her lips from his as her back arched into an impossible angle.  When she came to rest again he took her hands and pinned her arms to the mattress so that she couldn’t move too much more.  She cried out softly as she struggled against his hands.  The more she struggled the more he struggled to keep her pinned.  When she arched again with release, he let her wrists go so that she could arch up all the way.  Watching her body react to him was one of the many things he’d come to love over their twenty- six years together and it never got old.  NEVER.

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“Jakey, what are you thinking?” Delilah asked as they lay in bed that night.

“Just thinking about this afternoon.  Maddie’s engaged and Dad’s in deep with Mom.  All in all, Mom and Miri’s birthday was a good day.”

“How is Dad being in deep shit with Mom a good thing?”

“He never stays there.  Mom’s threatened to make him sleep on the couch many times in their marriage and she’s only made good on that threat a couple of times in twenty- six years.  If I know my parents the way I think I do, they’re in bed together doing things that only married folks should do.”

She rubbed her hand over her ever expanding abdomen.  “Thinks I’m too blimpish to do these days?”

He chuckled.  “You’re sexy no matter if you’re pregnant or not.  You absolutely glow.”

“I think after little Ira, we should try to wait for a couple of years to have any more.”

“Until after Jessi and Marc have graduated, maybe?”

“Yeah.  I think I’m going to get on some form of birth control after Ira is born.”

“If that’s what you want, love.”

“What I’m trying to figure out is how Mom and Dad managed three years between each pregnancy.”

“Luck?”

She laughed.  “If you say so, baby.”

Jake had to sudden urge to put his ear to his wife’s stomach to listen for his son moving around so he slid down and did just that.  “Hi, Ira.  This is Daddy speaking.  I’m going to ask you a favor.  Please, don’t pull the same stunt that your big sister Miri did.  I don’t need that heart ache again.  I don’t think I can take it.  Can you do that for me, baby boy?”  He felt pressure against his cheek and knew he’d just gotten kicked or that Ira had just moved and he smiled.  “Thanks, baby boy.  Daddy appreciates that.”  He pressed his lips to her stomach and moved back up to rest against the pillows.

She stretched up and pressed her lips to his.  “I love you, Jacob Draiman.”

He met her half way and kissed her back.  “I love you, too, Delilah Draiman.  Let’s get some sleep.  I have to go back to work in the morning and sort through a mountain of paper work that still hasn’t been sorted through since we got back from our honeymoon.”

Monday, February 21, 2011

Chapter 76


The meeting of Colton’s parents went great.  They even apologized to Maddie and David for not believing them.  Over dinner, there were fun stories about Maddie and Colton both told.  It was a good night for everyone over all.

After dinner, Colton asked David if they could speak in private.  David took them to his office where they could talk.    “What’s going on, Colton?” David asked as he folded his arms across his chest.

“I wanted to talk to you personally, without your sons around, about Maddie.  I’m absolutely in love with your daughter, Mr. Draiman.  I want nothing more than to grow old with her after we’ve had a houseful of kids.  I guess what I’m asking is; do I have you blessing?  May I have Madison’s hand in marriage?”

David smiled at the young man.  “Colton, you remind me a LOT of me, and Madison is a LOT like her mother.  Maddie needs someone who can balance her out, and I honestly think you’d be perfect for her.  In other words; yes, Colton, you have my blessing to ask my little girl to marry you.  Take good care of my princess, Colton.”

Colton smiled brightly.  “Thank you, Mr. Draiman.  This means a lot to me.  I’ll take really good care of Maddie… as far as she’ll let me, that is.”  He extended his hand to the man that would be his father in law.

David took his future son in law’s hand and shook as he laughed.  “Oh, believe me, son; I know.  Like mother, like daughter.  You’ll get used to it.”

“I think I already have.”

“So, do you have a ring?”

“Actually, I do, but I was wondering if there was some really special ring that’s supposed to go to the first of the girls to get married or something like that.”

“You want to use a family heirloom as your engagement ring?”

“Well, it seems fitting.”

“Let me talk to my wife about that and I’ll get back to you.  How does that sound?”

“Sounds good to me.  Again, thank you, Mr. Draiman.”

“No problem, Colton.  You and Maddie are meant for each other.  She could do a lot worse, that’s for sure.”

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As David and Colton made their way back down the stairs, they found that the living room was cleared of everyone but Brie and James, who knelt in the floor with is arms wrapped around his mother’s legs and his face buried in her lap.  David looked at his wife in confusion.  She shook her head.  I can’t say anything with Colton in the room”, she mouthed.

David leaned in and whispered to Colton.  “If you could do me a favor and kindly go find everyone else and stay with them for a little while, please, I’d greatly appreciate it.”  Colton nodded and headed out back.  He was almost sure that everyone was in Jake’s little house out back.  David continued down the stairs and sat down on the couch next to his wife.  “James, son, talk to me.  What’s wrong?”

“Brittan… the baby…”  he sobbed, then buried his face in his mother’s lap again.

“What about Brittan and the baby, James?”

He took a shuddering breath.  “Mom, I can’t.  Please?”

She nodded and rubbed his back as she looked at her husband.  “Remember that bank robbery that was on the news this afternoon?”

“Yeah.  What about it?” David asked.

“Brittan was at the bank withdrawing money so that she could buy some things for the baby after school.  While you were upstairs talking to Colton, James got a phone call from her parents telling him that she didn’t make it home.  She died en route to the hospital.  She died of a gunshot wound to the abdomen.  It would have killed the baby instantly.”

James shoulders racked as he cried into his mother’s lap.  David put a hand on James’s back and tried to comfort him.  “I’m sorry, James.  I know you were looking forward to becoming a father.”

“WHY ME?” he sobbed.  “What did I do to deserve this?  I loved her and I was looking forward having a baby with her.  Why is God so FUCKING CRUEL?!”

“Shh… it’s okay, James.  I know you’re upset”, Brie said as she rubbed her son’s back.  “But, maybe you and Brittan weren’t meant to be, Jay.”

“But, Mama, I loved her.  I wanted to marry her as soon as we’d graduated.  We were going to go to Loyola together and she was going to follow me to Law School.  WHY?”

“I don’t know, sweetheart.  You have to put faith in the thought that God has a plan.  Perhaps you weren’t meant to know this child.  Maybe you meant to be with another woman.  Hell, maybe you’re supposed to do like your Dad did when he met me and you’re oldest child is supposed to be adopted.”

“But what about MY plans, Mama?  What about what I wanted?”

“What we plan is nothing compared to what God plans for us, James”, David said quietly.  “The only way we’ll know his plans is if we let him guide us.”

“I thought you weren’t religious, Dad.”

“I might not be religious, but even I acknowledge the presence of God in the world.”

For that, James Draiman had no response.  He just laid his head back in his mother’s lap and sobbed.

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Colton knocked on the door and was let into the little building by Jacob.  “Hey.  Do you know what’s going on in there?” he asked when he crossed the threshold.

“He’s dealing with the loss of his girlfriend and baby”, Jeremiah said from near the window.

“James is?  How do you know, ‘Miah?”

“For one, we’re identical twins.  I just know.  And for two, I’ve been having weird dreams about it.  I’ve been trying to tell him, but he won’t listen.”

“I thought I was the only one that had the dreams”, Jake said as he closed to door.

“You’re not, Jake”, Maddie said.  “Hell, until you said something the other night about how you were having dreams about your unborn son, I thought I was the only one that had the dreams.”  She made her way over to Colton and wrapped her arms around his waist.  “What did you and my Dad talk about?”

Colton slipped an arm around her and kissed her hair.  “I just needed to ask him something.  That’s all.”

Jessykah came out of Miri’s room from putting her down for the evening.  “I heard something about dreams.  Someone care to elaborate?”

“Maddie and I were just telling Jake that that he’s not alone when it comes to having prophetic dreams; that she and I have them too”, Jeremiah said softly.

“Well, you can lump me in with that little group too.  So, it jumps from three to four.  I have strange dreams too.”

“Well, then, I guess I’m not alone in that boat then.  It’s nice to know.  You guys do know that Mom has them too, right?”

“No, actually, I didn’t know that”, Maddie said.

“Strange, huh?”

“You have NO idea.  It’s uncanny just how much like Mom I’m turning out to be.”

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David and Brie reflected on the day as they got ready for bed.  “Holy shit, I can’t believe everything that’s happened today”, Brie said as she changed her clothes.

“I know.  We’re welcoming one into the family and lost two potential additions.”

“I feel so bad for James, David.  That poor boy was really looking forward to becoming a father.”

“I know he was, and he’ll make a great one someday, but our son James is not ready for that responsibility.”

She sighed heavily as she crawled into bed and laid her head on his chest.  “I know, but I still feel for the poor boy.”

“Oh, so do it.  What he experienced takes me back to the miscarriage.  You lost a baby and I damn near lost you.”

“Yeah, I was bleeding pretty severely.  I almost saw the light that day.  Then, my senses were invaded by this smell that dragged me back to the real world.  I realized I had too much to do here still.”

He pressed his lips to her forehead.  “I’m glad for it, too.  I don’t know what I’d have done without you had you died that day.”

“You would have moved on because that’s what I’d have wanted.”

“And that’s what James is going to have to do with Brittan.  He can mourn her but he’s going to have to move on.”

“I know, David.  But, the poor boy is so lost right now.  I’m sure he’s going to sink hard.”

“And if that happens and he gets bad, then we’ll get him the help he needs.”

She pressed her lips to the skin of his chest.  “Sounds like a plan to me.”  The press of her lips became a gentle kiss as she changed the subject.  “So, what did Colton need to talk to you about?”

“He wanted to ask my permission to marry Maddie.”

“And did you give it?”

“Yes, I did.  He and Maddie are a lot like you and me.  There are far too many parallels between us to deny that.”

“I certainly agree.  Colton is a LOT like you and Maddie is like me cloned”, she laughed.

“Isn’t THAT the truth?”

“Did he have any other questions?”

“Actually, he did.  He asked me if there are any family rings that are supposed to go to the first daughter to marry or something like that.”

“I do have a ring like that, as a matter of fact.  It was my father’s grandmother’s engagement ring.  The ring went to my grandfather to give to me grandmother, then to my father to give to my mother, and then it came to me.  The tradition is that it’s supposed to go to the first daughter to give birth or to marry or to the first daughter in law married in.  My great- grandmother Cartwright was funny like that.  Technically, the ring should have either gone to Malachai or Jacob when they proposed, but they’d already bought rings.  I’ve offered the ring to both of the girls, but neither is interested.”

“So, it’s going to Maddie.  What does it look like?”

“It’s very similar to the necklace that Jake and Delilah bought me in Ireland, except that the stone isn’t shaped like a shamrock.”

“Do you think that Maddie would like it?”

“I think so.  It would mean more to her than some diamond would.”

“Ok, is it easily accessible?”

“It’s in one of my many jewelry boxes.  I can start looking for it in the morning.”

“I think I have a box we can put it in.”

“I wonder when he’s going to ask her.”

“He’ll want us there so that she can see our reactions, so it won’t be long after we get the ring to him that he gets down on one knee.”

“How do you think you’re going to react when you see him slip that ring on her finger?”

“We’ll see when it happens.  That’s all I can say.  I don’t know how I’m going to react.”

“I think you’re gonna get teary eyed.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because, whether you admit it or not, Maddie is still your little princess and you just don’t want to let her go.  If you don’t tear up when she says yes, then you’re gonna cry when you walk her down the aisle.”

“We shall see, my love; we shall see.”