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Addy burst into laughter, falling back onto the grass with a thud. "Noah's toast!"
Rosalynn, not understanding, frowned. "You can't laugh, Addy. I worked really hard to get an A+. It's supposed to be a gift for you!"
Pouting, she thrust a pinwheel into her mother's hands. "You're mean, I don't wanna be friends with you anymore!" With that, she turned to run away.
But Addy caught her in a swift motion, pulling her into a warm embrace and peppering her chubby cheeks with kisses. "Oh, that won't do. Rosa, you have to be Mommy's friend forever." Rosalynn was easy to appease.
After a couple of kisses from her mother, she giggled and reached out her plump little hand to gently grasp a lock of her mother's luscious dark hair.d2
Her mother's hair was stunning, much nicer than Mrs. Thompson's next door, and it always smelled so good.
In the evening, her grandma cooked up a feast, as if it were Thanksgiving.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Before dinner, after a warm bath, Rosalynn changed into an outfit Grandma had made just for her. It was a floral dress with matching pants, and Grandma had even bought her a new pair of pink sandals that complimented her outfit perfectly.
Rosalynn was over the moon.
They feasted heartily, much to the amusement of the adults, who chuckled from time to time.
After supper, Rosalynn's belly was round and full. The family of four sat in the yard by the wisteria, with Grandpa and Grandma gently fanning the air with palm leaf fans under the starry night sky.
Rosalynn stared at the stars and suddenly said, "When you grow up, the stars seem to drift away. I haven't seen such a beautiful night sky in so long."
She paused, surprised at her own words, then she suddenly looked to her sides.
"Growing up is like that," her mother said tenderly, her eyes wet with tears as she looked at Rosalynn. "My darling, I'm so sorry I left so early, leaving you to grow up all alone." "We had promised, forever," Rosalynn sobbed.
"Thankfully, my daughter is resilient and has grown up so wonderfully, making me so proud." Her mother reached out to tuck a lock of Rosalynn's hair behind her ear. "It's about time, isn't it?" "Time for what?" Rosalynn began to feel anxious.
"It's time to say goodbye," Grandpa said softly, his large hand resting gently on her head, the roughness of his fingertips palpable.
"Are you leaving me?" Rosalynn's voice was fraught with urgency.
"You won't need us by your side anymore. He'll be there to accompany you from now on," her mother replied, glancing back. Rosalynn turned instinctively to look behind her.
On the big bed inside the house, Wayne was sleeping soundly, holding her in his arms.
Tears streaming down her face, Rosalynn turned back to see the three figures rising to their feet, waving at her as they walked towards the front door.
"Don't go..." She scrambled to her feet.
The door swung open, and one by one, they stepped over the threshold and out.
The little girl leaped off the porch, tumbling to the ground with a solid thump.
"Rosa..." A distant, anxious call echoed, Rosalynn looked towards the open door.
Grandpa was holding Grandma's hand, and her mother stood beside them, smiling and waving at her. As she rushed toward the door, her small silhouette disappeared into the night, leaving behind the sound of a distant, loving call.