Dear J, you’re probably wondering what all of this “procedure” nonsense is about. Well, since my visit to the cemetery with Blue, I’d been thinking about getting rid of the scar on my face once and for all. I mean, why hadn’t I done it before now?
Leela felt that I shouldn’t put myself through anything unnecessary, but she said it was up to me as far as what I should do. Every procedure has a risk, but this is just a little laser surgery, so, in my mind, it was nothing to get worked up about.
That’s how I felt until I got there the day it was to be done. At home, I’d been pushing Leela to hurry up. Getting to the hospital early seemed like a good idea because they always have you fill out tons of forms and everything.
But instead of going inside to get started, I hesitated, looking up at the big, formidable building as it towered menacingly over me.
“What’s wrong now?” Leela asked. She was trying to be patient with me, but I could tell it was running thin.
“Um, we’re early,” I said.
“Yes, we are. Because you said you wanted to be early. Isn’t that why I’m wearing the wrong bra today? Because you were so keen to get going?”
Honestly, I didn’t know there was a “wrong bra,” they all looked the same to me. But I wasn’t going to address that when she sounded so testy.
Uncertainly, I looked once more at the building looming in front of us. Leela watched me, then sighed, her demeanor softening.
“Are you nervous?”
“No,” I said quickly, but the little beads of sweat that broke out on my forehead betrayed me.
Leela pulled me around the corner to a bench and we sat down.
“You’ve been planning this for a long time,” she said. “What’s bothering you now?”
Shrugging a little, I said, “I don’t know.” That wasn’t completely true, though.
There was so much I had let go of since telling Blue about Jillybean. Would getting rid of the scar erase her from my memory all together? I didn’t think I could bear that. On the other hand, the reason for having it removed was because it was always a constant reminder of that terrible day and what I’d lost.
I had told Leela about Jillybean and the accident, so she seemed to understand where I was coming from. If she didn’t understand, at least she had empathy for me.
“Tell me about some happy times you spent with Jilly.”
That was easy….
But the memories were fainter than they used to be and in my mind, I saw all of the old photos of us as being tattered with age, the colors muted and strange.
“So, in a way, you’re afraid that if you get rid of the scar, you’re getting rid of your last memory of Jilly?”
“When you put it like that, I guess you might be right.”
“Tell me about your teen years with her. What were those like?”
That was easy, too….
The pictures in my mind this time were still tattered around the edges, and the coloring was still off, but not as much.
“Do you realize that while you were telling me about Jilly, you didn’t mention the accident even once?”
“So, what does that mean?”
Leela smiled softly at me, her eyes full of love. “I think it means that you can remember your sister now without your mind always going to that. I think that’s good.”
I thought about that for a moment. Leela was right, of course. My mind hadn’t once drifted to the accident. Touching my facial scar, my thoughts went to Jilly again. Perhaps this wasn’t a reminder of the accident itself anymore, but now it was more a reminder of my twin and the fragility of life.
“I’m going to keep it,” I said.
She had a panicked look on her face. “That’s a good decision.”
“Are you okay?”
Suddenly, she jumped up off of the bench.
“Oh, yes, I’m fine, but I’m in labor!”
“What?” I exclaimed, jumping up from my seat as well. “But you’re not due yet!”
Leela rolled her amber eyes at me between contractions. “Tell that to the baby! It’s not like my due date is that far out.”
This was it! I’d been waiting for this moment in my life. We didn’t have her bag with us, but that would be okay as I could ask Josh to bring it to the hospital.
OMG, the baby will be here soon! my mind shrieked. Trying to stay calm and collected, I grinned at her and said, “I’ll call your doctor.”
“How about we go inside?” she said, groaning in pain.
“Oh yeah, let’s do that!” I brilliantly agreed.
Gently taking her arm, I quickly ushered her around the side of the building, to the front and in through the doors.
It turned out to be a good thing we were already here because the baby was born in record time! I didn’t think it would happen that fast, but Leela told me second babies are sometimes like that.
Afterwards, I sat next to my wife’s hospital bed, the infant in her arms, sleeping. I touched all the little fingers in wonder and just like the cry baby I am, tears came to my eyes.
“Honey, are you all right?” Leela softly asked.
Kissing her delicate hand, I smiled widely at her. “This is one of the best moments I’ve ever experienced. I’m just… I’m so happy.”
She smiled sweetly down at the baby as her eyes began to close, murmuring, “I am, too.”
Later the next day, we introduced Leonardo Prescott Capra II to his big sisters who were very excited.
Author’s Note: There is only one more chapter of Generation 2 which will be posted next Saturday at the regular time. Can you believe it? Only one left? You are not going to believe how this generation ends or how Blue’s generation will begin! I can’t wait and I hope you can’t wait either. 😀 As always, thank you for reading.