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Timothy - 105. Chapter 105
Ann Marie and Alex were married on a beautiful day. The sun was shining, and it was as if a light from Heaven had shown on them. Dad gave her away, and Mom cried. I gave Alex their itinerary for the next two weeks. Stephen drove them to the airport. When he returned, “They were excited. I gave them our card with the money. I can’t wait until they return.”
Mom and Dad stayed the weekend with us.
Monday, we were back on schedule, running in the morning, breakfast, showering, dressing for work. I felt happy, true deep-down happiness. One you didn’t have to fake. The people at work noticed and made comments.
While Alex and Ann Marie were on their honeymoon, we furnished their apartment with Stephen’s mother helping.
When they returned, we met them and drove them to their apartment. Ann Marie walked around touching the furniture as if she didn’t believe what she saw. Alex just watched, smiling ear to ear. Stephen had made dinner, I think he did. It was a beef roast, and I wasn’t sure if he made the roast or his mother.
Over dinner, we talked about their trip. Since we had taken the same trip, our conversation was, ‘did you see this, did you walk along the river, and did you go to Transylvania?’
Driving home, “They had a good time.”
“They did, and I’m glad.”
In bed that night, “Tim, we need to think about our family.”
“Yes, it is. Donnie, are you listening?”
“Will he help?”
“He must know something. He told me that the name of the boy would be Donald.”
“Did he say anything about a girl?”
“No, what would you name a girl?”
“I’m not sure. I need to think about it.”
“What if they are twins, both boys?”
“One would be Donald, and the other would be Timothy.”
“No, one would be Donald, and the other would be Stephen.”
That night, unknown events were set in motion, resulting in Donnie fulfilling his promise of the firstborn being called Donald.
The first week in October, Alex called from the hospital. “Tim, I need to see you and Stephen at the hospital.”
My first thoughts were that something had happened to Ann Marie. I went and found Stephen in the accounting department. “Alex called and wants to see us right away.”
Driving over to the hospital, “Did he say why he wanted to see us right away?”
“No, he just said to get you and get over the hospital fast.”
“Do you think something happened to Ann Marie?”
“I don’t know.”
We arrived at the hospital, Alex met us at the entrance. “Hurry, we have no time to lose.”
He led us into a small room, “Tim, write a paper giving you and Stephen custody of a child. The mother is dying, and we need her signature.”
“Has she given birth?”
“Not yet, but they are ready to do a cesarean section. The doctors don’t think she will survive, and the baby may not survive as well.”
I thought, Donnie, what have you done?
I handed Alex a form giving Stephen and me custody of the child if the mother didn’t make it.
“They are taking her to the surgical arena now. Pray that she will come through this alive.”
I leaned against Stephen. “I pray she will be okay.”
Donnie appeared in my head. “Tim, she will not make it. I’ll guide her to Heaven. She was living on the street. Her father had beat her when she told him she was pregnant, tossing her out of their home. Her mother is dead and is waiting for her. I did not plan this, and we cannot change the events in your world.”
“Tim, what is it? You’re crying.”
“Donnie told me about this girl. She was tossed out of her home by her father when she told him she was pregnant. She was living on the street, and she’s not going to make it.”
I prayed, “Donnie, make sure the child hasn’t suffered.” There is that smile again.
We waited what seemed like hours; actually, it wasn’t that long. An hour passed, then another hour, I saw Alex heading our way.
“Tim, Stephen, she didn’t make it.”
I looked at Stephen, and he had tears in his eyes. I knew I had tears as well, even though Donnie had told me earlier what would happen. Knowing ahead of time and when it occurs, results in two different reactions.
“Alex, the child?”
“They are doing well.”
I missed what he said, but Stephen didn’t. “Alex, they are doing well?”
“Yes, twins. The babies will be kept here until they are stable enough to be removed. They are underweight and are classified as premies since she didn’t carry them to full term.”
“Can we see them?”
“Yes, I’ll let you know when. They need to be examined to make sure there aren’t any problems with being born early.”
I sat there, “Donnie, make sure those children are alright.”
“Tim, they will be fine. Their mother is here, and she will look after them from here.”
Alex came, “It’ll be a while before you can see them. Let’s go and get some coffee.”
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