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Okay I thought of this for the monthly challenge...then said "Oh darn, I can't write this."....then thought well maybe I'll write but not share....then thought well maybe....I actually hate this kind of story so I'm not even sure why I wrote it...but ....

Charlie (sorry if you get this twice - first post was missing the end)

WARNING

SADNESS AHEAD

WARNING

DEPENDING ON YOUR EMOTIONAL STATE RIGHT NOW, MAYBE TISSUES

WARNING

IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATHS – DONT READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE

WARNING

YOU'VE PROBABLY ALREADY FIGURED THIS STORY OUT BUT READ IT ANYWAY IF YOU WISH...

June Challenge: I need you to come with me

She sat rocking by the window, watching the snowflakes slowly drifting down. It was nearly the middle of February and piles of snow lined the streets and sidewalks. The fence posts each wore a frosty white cap and the shrubs were buried under a wintery blanket.

The door opened then slammed shut. Cold air drifted across the room and she shivered slightly. Jamie came in, stomping his feet and exclaiming over the amount of snow he'd just shovelled. She allowed his words to wash over her, the sound of his voice comforting but not enough to draw her attention away from the window.

It was February thirteenth, her wedding anniversary and she was waiting for Lee. He'd been gone quite a while this time but some assignments were bigger than others. Even though she missed him dreadfully, she understood.

The clock beside her ticked away and her cup of tea cooled on the table beside her as she patiently waited. Winter seemed to be longer and colder than usual this year. Pulling her sweater more tightly around her, she sighed and let her head rest on the cushioned back of the chair.

A bit of sun broke through the cloud cover and Amanda smiled faintly. The icicles hanging from the eaves turned into fine crystal and the snow covered landscape sparkled like a million diamonds. She played with the wedding ring on her finger, recalling the day Lee had placed it there. It had been the happiest day of her life. Her eyes drifted shut as he recalled the day...

Suddenly she heard him calling her name, "Amanda! Amanda!"

Looking up, she saw him standing before her. His hazel eyes sparkled and the special smile that he reserved only for her was lighting up his face. She sat up in surprise. "Lee! I didn't hear you come in. Oh, it's so good to see you—you've been gone so long..."

She reached out her hand towards him and he caught it in his, then pressed a kiss to her palm. "I know. I'm sorry...I've missed you."

"And I've missed you too. Please don't leave like that again."

"I promise. I'll never leave you again." He gently pulled on her hand, encouraging her to stand. "I NEED YOU TO COME WITH ME. It's time to go now."

"Of course. I'll go anywhere with you." She gripped his arm tightly and smiled up at him. He leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss. The room seemed to brighten and the snowy world faded away.

"Are you ready, Amanda? " He gazed down at her, his eyes filled with love.

She nodded eagerly, placed her arm around his waist and then walked beside him into eternity.

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Jamie walked into the living room. "Mom, Jullie wants to know if you want some more tea... Mom?"

He walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder but there was no response. Her eyes stared unblinking out the window, a faint smile on her face. Jaime gazed at his mother's unmoving chest and blinked rapidly as tears filled his eyes.

A small hand clasped his. "What's the matter, Daddy? Why are you sad?"

Chocolate brown eyes, just like his mother's stared up at him. He scooped the little girl up and held her tightly as he walked out of the room in search of his wife. "Daddy's sad because Grandma's gone ..."

"Oh..." A puzzled frown marred the small face for a moment then a smile appeared. "I bet she's gone to be with Grandpa . She told me she was waiting for him to come and that he'd walk her home..."

Jamie looked from his daughter to his wife who had just appeared in the doorway. "You're right, sweetheart. Grandpa came and he's walking Grandma home..."

*Last bit came from a beautiful song called "Walking her home" by Mark Schultz
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