Note from SweetPoyzin: Don’t hate me.
Xander and I had some things to think about after our dinner conversation. I realized we should have had this chat earlier…like before the wedding.
Luckily I was able to convince him that maybe we should wait just a tad longer. I told him I would consider having a baby after he got off the night shift. I got too little sleep as it was. I didn’t need less with him working all the time.
“So…now that we have that settled…how about the beach?”
I was planning on throughly enjoying the rest of this trip now that I didn’t have to worry about babies all the time.
However, my family had other plans. My phone was ringing off the damn hook. It was my mother. Whatever she wanted could wait. I was going to enjoy every second I had left of this trip. I earned it!
I silenced my phone and forgot about bills, work, babies, and life.
I checked my phone after dinner and had 132 text messages and 57 voicemails. After reading the text from Adam that said “Call Dad” I decided to respond so I could get some peace. Dad answered on the first ring.
“CHRIST, PENNY! Thank God you are ok!”
“Of course I am, Daddy. I am on my honeymoon. Forgive me for shutting the world out for a few days.”
“I know, honey. I’m really sorry about interrupting your trip honey, but you need to come home. Now.”
I silently rolled my eyes at him. He’d better have a damn good reason for asking me to come home. Xander and I waited nearly a year for this trip.
“Well. Xander and I still have a week left in paradise. We will be home next Friday so we will see you then.”
“Now, Penny. Tomorrow.”
“Ugh, Daddy. You’re being too dramatic. What’s got your feathers ruffled? Who died.” I rolled my eyes again and went to hang up the phone when dad responded.
“Olivia. Olivia’s dead.”