She’d forgotten about it, but thinking about it, Ivan knew a lot of people too. Putting his connections onto helping with investigating those people’s current whereabouts might turn something up.
Ivan promised to do so and left, and Georgia pulled up a chair, sitting down on the second floor balcony.
Below the stairs in the garden, the adults played with the children, with occasional laughs ringing out.
Robert carried Wesley one moment, Annie another, then ran around with the children, and even played innocent games of tag, and Georgia watched on, suddenly laughing.
She’d always wanted this rare peace and happy life.
She had this peace and happiness already.
Watching the children play with the adults for a while, Georgia turned and went back to the office computer, downloading all the data Antonio had sent over. Putting on glasses, she started analyzing each piece of data and summarizing them in forms.
In that instant, she was brimming with confidence, finding the strength to revive completely.
This was her home. This was her family. Her husband. Her children.
They were playing without worries, so what reason did she have to waste away?
Even the doctors in hospitals had their last struggle, their last golden thirty seconds, not letting a single chance slip by.
She still had so much time and so many opportunities. Why waste the chance fate gave her?
Smiling, Georgia busied herself before the computer. At ten or so at night, the kids tired out and washed and slept.
Georgia didn’t drown herself in work, bathing the kids with Robert and telling them bedtime stories, with one storybook each in their hands.
“Mommy, did the little mermaid get a happy ending? Why does it feel so sad?”
Annie frowned.
Georgia thought of the ending to the story she’d read when she was little. She often sorrowfully wondered why the prince would never know that it was the mermaid who saved him in the beginning.
Why couldn’t there be a happy ending? Georgia had thought about it a lot, and it was also why she’d never forgotten the little mermaid after all the fairy tales she’d read.
That wasn’t a satisfying ending, and now that she was telling the story to her daughter, even Wesley was looking at her all sad, which somewhat amused her.
“The ending gets different interpretations by different people. Some people think it’s sad. Other people think the little mermaid’s soul is forever. But Mommy wants to tell you that, when the little mermaid was chasing after love, she lost too much. Loving someone isn’t wrong, and chasing after someone isn’t wrong either. But while chasing after someone, it’s not okay to get yourself hurt, and hurt others around you too. Still, if someone can do anything with no regrets for love, that’s admirable too. When you grow up and experience it, you’ll understand. Mommy can’t explain it properly right now.
“For some sacrifices, it’s never about if it’s worth it, but if you’re willing.”
“What are you doing talking about such deep topics? She couldn’t possibly understand.”
Robert chuckled at the side, to which Annie protested.
“Daddy, I hate it when you adults say we kids don’t get it and don’t understand.”
Robert hurriedly surrendered.
“Daddy was wrong. Our little princess is the smartest, and understands everything.”
Afterwards, Robert turned worrisomely to Annie.
“You’re Daddy’s little princess, you know. If you like some brat afterwards, it’ll be a lot of effort. Daddy’s going to find you all sorts of handsome and capable boys and get you to know them better. Don’t devote yourself to one path alone. I don’t want you to fall in love with someone who’ll never look back at you.”
As Robert said that, Georgia gripped his hand, chuckling.
“Really, enough with the worries. We must be the trashiest parents in the world, talking about fairy tales like this.
“All right, it’s late, and the stories are over. It’s time to bed down, Annie and Wesley.”
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