Life After College
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Category:
Drama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
34
Views:
4,058
Reviews:
86
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Epilogue
Final chapter. Hope you enjoy.
--Scribbles05
Epilogue
4 months later.....
Sofia was ecstatic about me and Tyler hooking up. To tell you the truth, so was I. He’s nothing like how my Dicky was. And that’s a good thing. Tyler is his own person. I fell in love with HIM and not if he had similarities to Dicky. We’re just a couple right now. No talks of marriage quite yet.
Sofia finally had that baby. Six pounds and twelve ounces. What was it, you say? I gorgeous baby girl. Samantha Jessica Hemingway. We call her Sammie. She was bald, except for a few dark brown hairs here and there. I’m a grandpa. That word still doesn’t quite fly with me. Maybe I can get her to call me papa or something. Grandpa seems too old and I’m anything but that. *chuckle* Ask Tyler.
When I first laid eyes on her, I knew we had a connection. Nothing like the mother/daughter connection she has with Sofia, but our own little bond. I’m telling you, Sammie was my little baby sidekick.
************
5 months later.......
*cries.....cries......cries......*
I turned over in bed and squinted my eyes towards the red numbers on the clock. Five a.m. I hadn’t been up that early since Princess Diana’s wedding. I got out of bed, grabbed a robe, and walked down the hall to Damon’s old room. Inside, it had changed a bit. There was a crib, changing table, rocking chair, baby blankets, and rows of bottles and diapers. I love to decorate babies in pure white, but I love to decorate a room in pale yellow. That’s what I did. Yellow walls with white wallpaper borders decorated with yellow baby ducks. Tyler came over a couple weeks before Sofia’s due date and helped me paint and wallpaper.
“What’s the matter, Sammie? You hungry?” I picked my granddaughter up and we walked downstairs to the kitchen. Her cries turned into tiny whimpers as I warmed her bottle and sat with her in the den to feed her. “Geez girl, you eat more than I do. That’s quite an accomplishment.” Sammie had gained some weight over the months, becoming a rather healthy baby. Her hair had grown as well. She had super soft dark brown hair, that flipped up and over at the ends. My little sidekick had a head full of curls. What amazed me the most about her, was her eyes. They were brown with a bit of a sparkle, and her lashes were thick and long, like..... a baby doll’s. Her eyes looked just like Dicky’s. Every time Sammie cut those eyes up at me, I could swear I felt him. That brought me back to the ‘meeting’ I had with Dicky on the beach. He promised me that I would never be able to forget him. Now I know why. Sammie has his eyes.
Sammie turned her face away and spat out the bottle. I took the little towel I had with me and placed it on my shoulder, then her. After a few pats, she burped. Because of our little private bond, she lets me do something to her no one else can do. Whenever she’s finished eating and burping, she likes for me to take her pacifier and rub it across her gums a few times. It’s almost like a massage, because she falls asleep after I do it.
I rested the sleeping baby on my shoulder, rubbed the back of her neck with my thumb and index finger, and breathed in her smell of powders and baby oil while she unconsciously sucked on her pacifier. I thought about Dicky and how he dreamed this day would come; to be a grandfather, to be able to hold the child of your child. But then I smiled. He sees it. He hasn’t missed a thing.
************
“Dad.” Damon whispered. “Dad, you gotta let me go, now. I can’t breathe.”
I let him go. “Sorry. Do you really have to go?”
“Yes, dad.” Damon was offered a job to be a part of the San Francisco Forty-Niners’ medical team. An offer like that you can’t pass up. Damon took the job, so he and Clint were moving. There were plenty of companies there for Clint to take his career as an oceanographer, so I guess it was the best choice to make. I was down about it, but I couldn’t complain. I moved from New York to California; clear across the country. Atleast they were still in this state.
They had just left Clint’s parent’s house and packed his things, and now they were at my house packing up Damon’s belongings in their U-Haul. Sofia and Raymond came with Sammie and Tyler came over too.
Now that they were done, we all stood outside to see them off. “Listen, be safe you two. I can’t just dash to you if anything happens down there.” I said.
“We will.” Damon said as he held Sammie. “Bye, bye Sammie. Can you say bye bye?”
She looked confused at him. “Unnn da!”
Damon smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Close enough.” He gave her back to Raymond and hugged Sofia. “See ya come family reunion.”
She laughed. “I’ll be looking for you. Have a safe trip.”
“I will. Love you.”
“Love you too, squirt.” She pushed him off playfully.
Damon moved on to Raymond. “Check ya later, Rainman.” *if you’ve seen the movie, you’d get it.*
“Later, Damon. Drive careful.”
He moved to Tyler. “Take care of my dad, okay?” He hugged him.
Tyler put an arm around him. “Always.” It was a sweet moment, but I didn’t forget what happened earlier between them. They thought I didn’t see it when Tyler slipped a roll of money into Damon’s pocket. They cliqued together and that was all that mattered.
After we said our goodbyes to Clint, we watched them drive off. I felt Tyler come behind me and rub my arms up and down. “What’s wrong, hon?”
I was still watching the road. “My son is gone.” Man, this ‘kids moving out the house and living their own life’ stuff sucks.
************
I guess that brings us to the present. Four years later. Me and Tyler have moved in together at my house and we have spent our time traveling. I am now the head of my department, so I don’t have to be at the hospital as often and classes are out for Tyler as a professor. We have been to Madrid, Rome, Paris, London, Tokyo, and we just got back from Amsterdam yesterday. You see, we have come back to attend my granddaughter’s graduation..........from preschool.
The graduation is held at the school’s gym. I watch proud as Sammie walks down the aisle with the other kids, wearing her miniature white cap and gown. Graduation music plays in the background and the kids are seated. As soon as the music dies down, I hear a loud squeak of a voice say, “Papa!” I look up and see my little sidekick waving enthusiastically at me. You can hear parents and other family members laughing. I chuckle as I wave back then I put a finger to my lips to shush her.
“She’s very flamboyant.” Tyler says. “Sound familiar?”
I shrugged. “No.”
“Yeah right.” Sofia chimes in with.
The graduation goes well and is over in an hour. Sammie races straight to me and I pick her up. “Look, papa. Look what I got.” She hands me the roll of paper tied in a white ribbon.
“I see. Is this your diploma?”
“Yes. I graduated.”
“Are you sure?”
She giggles. “Yes. I’m a big girl now and I don’t have to go to school no more.”
I laugh. “You ARE a big girl, Sammie. But you still have many more years to go, before you finish school.”
“Do I have school tomorrow?”
“No. School’s over for the summer. But next year you get to start kindergarten.”
She frowns at that idea. “Do I get to have playtime?”
“Yes.”
She cheers up then. “Okay.” Tyler goes to the car and brings back a handful of graduation balloons for Sammie. She giggles at all the balloons and the fact that they are all hers, then pounces on Tyler with a hug. The rest of the gifts are at home. Damon had sent a large box yesterday with a big stuffed bear in it with a red tie around it’s neck. And we had bought her a Hot Wheels Barbie convertible for her to drive in. She’s been dying for one, so of course the grandparents caved. What can I say? She’s the first of the fourth generation for this family, so she’s gonna be spoiled.
How do I feel right now? I feel like I’m the luckiest man alive. I have two children who have grown up to be amazing adults. I have the best granddaughter in the world. I’ve found a wonderful man to spend the rest of my life with traveling. And most importantly, I have Dicky. He may not be here physically, but I can feel him. Every good thing that comes my way, I always think that was Dicky’s doing. And every time I look into my granddaughter’s eyes -Dicky’s eyes- I can almost see him. He promised me that I’ll never forget the memories we shared together and he was right. I’ve never forgotten.
The End
That\'s it, ladies and gentleman. My time with this story is over. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writting it. If you have any questions about anything in this entire story, feel free to leave it to me in your review and I\'d be glad to post a \"non-story\" chapter on here featuring all my answers to your questions individually.
P.S.
I hope you would review and let me know what you thought about this story as a whole. Even to those of you who have never reviewed to me before. I\'d like to know if I spent over a year on this story for good reason or for nothing. Thanks again. Love you all.
--Scribbles05
Epilogue
4 months later.....
Sofia was ecstatic about me and Tyler hooking up. To tell you the truth, so was I. He’s nothing like how my Dicky was. And that’s a good thing. Tyler is his own person. I fell in love with HIM and not if he had similarities to Dicky. We’re just a couple right now. No talks of marriage quite yet.
Sofia finally had that baby. Six pounds and twelve ounces. What was it, you say? I gorgeous baby girl. Samantha Jessica Hemingway. We call her Sammie. She was bald, except for a few dark brown hairs here and there. I’m a grandpa. That word still doesn’t quite fly with me. Maybe I can get her to call me papa or something. Grandpa seems too old and I’m anything but that. *chuckle* Ask Tyler.
When I first laid eyes on her, I knew we had a connection. Nothing like the mother/daughter connection she has with Sofia, but our own little bond. I’m telling you, Sammie was my little baby sidekick.
************
5 months later.......
*cries.....cries......cries......*
I turned over in bed and squinted my eyes towards the red numbers on the clock. Five a.m. I hadn’t been up that early since Princess Diana’s wedding. I got out of bed, grabbed a robe, and walked down the hall to Damon’s old room. Inside, it had changed a bit. There was a crib, changing table, rocking chair, baby blankets, and rows of bottles and diapers. I love to decorate babies in pure white, but I love to decorate a room in pale yellow. That’s what I did. Yellow walls with white wallpaper borders decorated with yellow baby ducks. Tyler came over a couple weeks before Sofia’s due date and helped me paint and wallpaper.
“What’s the matter, Sammie? You hungry?” I picked my granddaughter up and we walked downstairs to the kitchen. Her cries turned into tiny whimpers as I warmed her bottle and sat with her in the den to feed her. “Geez girl, you eat more than I do. That’s quite an accomplishment.” Sammie had gained some weight over the months, becoming a rather healthy baby. Her hair had grown as well. She had super soft dark brown hair, that flipped up and over at the ends. My little sidekick had a head full of curls. What amazed me the most about her, was her eyes. They were brown with a bit of a sparkle, and her lashes were thick and long, like..... a baby doll’s. Her eyes looked just like Dicky’s. Every time Sammie cut those eyes up at me, I could swear I felt him. That brought me back to the ‘meeting’ I had with Dicky on the beach. He promised me that I would never be able to forget him. Now I know why. Sammie has his eyes.
Sammie turned her face away and spat out the bottle. I took the little towel I had with me and placed it on my shoulder, then her. After a few pats, she burped. Because of our little private bond, she lets me do something to her no one else can do. Whenever she’s finished eating and burping, she likes for me to take her pacifier and rub it across her gums a few times. It’s almost like a massage, because she falls asleep after I do it.
I rested the sleeping baby on my shoulder, rubbed the back of her neck with my thumb and index finger, and breathed in her smell of powders and baby oil while she unconsciously sucked on her pacifier. I thought about Dicky and how he dreamed this day would come; to be a grandfather, to be able to hold the child of your child. But then I smiled. He sees it. He hasn’t missed a thing.
************
“Dad.” Damon whispered. “Dad, you gotta let me go, now. I can’t breathe.”
I let him go. “Sorry. Do you really have to go?”
“Yes, dad.” Damon was offered a job to be a part of the San Francisco Forty-Niners’ medical team. An offer like that you can’t pass up. Damon took the job, so he and Clint were moving. There were plenty of companies there for Clint to take his career as an oceanographer, so I guess it was the best choice to make. I was down about it, but I couldn’t complain. I moved from New York to California; clear across the country. Atleast they were still in this state.
They had just left Clint’s parent’s house and packed his things, and now they were at my house packing up Damon’s belongings in their U-Haul. Sofia and Raymond came with Sammie and Tyler came over too.
Now that they were done, we all stood outside to see them off. “Listen, be safe you two. I can’t just dash to you if anything happens down there.” I said.
“We will.” Damon said as he held Sammie. “Bye, bye Sammie. Can you say bye bye?”
She looked confused at him. “Unnn da!”
Damon smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Close enough.” He gave her back to Raymond and hugged Sofia. “See ya come family reunion.”
She laughed. “I’ll be looking for you. Have a safe trip.”
“I will. Love you.”
“Love you too, squirt.” She pushed him off playfully.
Damon moved on to Raymond. “Check ya later, Rainman.” *if you’ve seen the movie, you’d get it.*
“Later, Damon. Drive careful.”
He moved to Tyler. “Take care of my dad, okay?” He hugged him.
Tyler put an arm around him. “Always.” It was a sweet moment, but I didn’t forget what happened earlier between them. They thought I didn’t see it when Tyler slipped a roll of money into Damon’s pocket. They cliqued together and that was all that mattered.
After we said our goodbyes to Clint, we watched them drive off. I felt Tyler come behind me and rub my arms up and down. “What’s wrong, hon?”
I was still watching the road. “My son is gone.” Man, this ‘kids moving out the house and living their own life’ stuff sucks.
************
I guess that brings us to the present. Four years later. Me and Tyler have moved in together at my house and we have spent our time traveling. I am now the head of my department, so I don’t have to be at the hospital as often and classes are out for Tyler as a professor. We have been to Madrid, Rome, Paris, London, Tokyo, and we just got back from Amsterdam yesterday. You see, we have come back to attend my granddaughter’s graduation..........from preschool.
The graduation is held at the school’s gym. I watch proud as Sammie walks down the aisle with the other kids, wearing her miniature white cap and gown. Graduation music plays in the background and the kids are seated. As soon as the music dies down, I hear a loud squeak of a voice say, “Papa!” I look up and see my little sidekick waving enthusiastically at me. You can hear parents and other family members laughing. I chuckle as I wave back then I put a finger to my lips to shush her.
“She’s very flamboyant.” Tyler says. “Sound familiar?”
I shrugged. “No.”
“Yeah right.” Sofia chimes in with.
The graduation goes well and is over in an hour. Sammie races straight to me and I pick her up. “Look, papa. Look what I got.” She hands me the roll of paper tied in a white ribbon.
“I see. Is this your diploma?”
“Yes. I graduated.”
“Are you sure?”
She giggles. “Yes. I’m a big girl now and I don’t have to go to school no more.”
I laugh. “You ARE a big girl, Sammie. But you still have many more years to go, before you finish school.”
“Do I have school tomorrow?”
“No. School’s over for the summer. But next year you get to start kindergarten.”
She frowns at that idea. “Do I get to have playtime?”
“Yes.”
She cheers up then. “Okay.” Tyler goes to the car and brings back a handful of graduation balloons for Sammie. She giggles at all the balloons and the fact that they are all hers, then pounces on Tyler with a hug. The rest of the gifts are at home. Damon had sent a large box yesterday with a big stuffed bear in it with a red tie around it’s neck. And we had bought her a Hot Wheels Barbie convertible for her to drive in. She’s been dying for one, so of course the grandparents caved. What can I say? She’s the first of the fourth generation for this family, so she’s gonna be spoiled.
How do I feel right now? I feel like I’m the luckiest man alive. I have two children who have grown up to be amazing adults. I have the best granddaughter in the world. I’ve found a wonderful man to spend the rest of my life with traveling. And most importantly, I have Dicky. He may not be here physically, but I can feel him. Every good thing that comes my way, I always think that was Dicky’s doing. And every time I look into my granddaughter’s eyes -Dicky’s eyes- I can almost see him. He promised me that I’ll never forget the memories we shared together and he was right. I’ve never forgotten.
The End
That\'s it, ladies and gentleman. My time with this story is over. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writting it. If you have any questions about anything in this entire story, feel free to leave it to me in your review and I\'d be glad to post a \"non-story\" chapter on here featuring all my answers to your questions individually.
P.S.
I hope you would review and let me know what you thought about this story as a whole. Even to those of you who have never reviewed to me before. I\'d like to know if I spent over a year on this story for good reason or for nothing. Thanks again. Love you all.