“Tell me about the dream.” AJ said softly.
“Do I have to?” Ciara said as a tear fell from her cheek.
“It might help.” AJ said.
“Alex…” she choked up and put her head in her hands to compose herself.
“Nothing can hurt you now, Ciara. Not if I can help it.” AJ said.
“Did you know that the paramedics had to have the firefighters cut through my dad to get me out?” Ciara asked. AJ drew a deep breadth as he squeezed her hand. “You knew?” she asked, shocked.
“I was hoping that you would never, ever remember that.” AJ whispered.
“I don’t remember anyone else being in the car with me.” She replied.
“You were losing a lot of blood. They were doing everything they could to save you.” AJ replied.
“I don’t understand.”
“Baby, you don’t have to understand. You went through so much back then and even now. You’re safe now.” AJ stated.
“Can we visit my father’s grave?” Ciara asked.
“Yes… how about I make us some breakfast while you take your turn in the shower?” AJ asked. Ciara nodded.
“Ciara, I am going to warn you. There’s a gravestone there with your name on it.” AJ said as they left the house.
“I know… it’s all right. Can we stop for some flowers for daddy?” Ciara asked.
“You’ve got it.” AJ replied and helped her into the car.
“Hello Mrs. Wilson.” AJ said as he led Ciara into the flower shop.
“Alexander, how are you? How’s your mother?” The older woman asked.
“She’s wonderful, thanks for asking. You remember Ciara, don’t you?” AJ said and introduced the two.
“Ciara? Nah, it can’t be… the last time I saw you, you were just a tiny little thing.”
“Mrs. Wilson… you make the most wonderful apple pies.” Ciara remembered as they shook hands.
“It is so good to see you again, Ciara. You’re looking wonderful.”
“Thank you Mrs. Wilson. Do you have any fresh daisies?” Ciara asked.
“Certainly…” Mrs. Wilson said and showed them to the flower case. “How many do you want, dear?” she asked.
“All of them.” Ciara replied as she went to get some money out of her purse. AJ stopped her.
“Here, Mrs. Wilson, I’ll help you with those.” AJ replied as he helped Mrs. Wilson take approximately four dozen daises up front to be wrapped.
“Thanks Mrs. Wilson.” Ciara replied as she went to pay for the flowers.
“No, no, dear… I know these are for your papa… I’ll say an extra prayer for you today. You take these because I want you to have them.” Mrs. Wilson replied.
“You are too sweet, Mrs. Wilson.” Ciara held back tears.
“You and Alexander come by for some Apple Pie tomorrow, okay?” Mrs. Wilson asked both of them.
“We will come by for dessert around seven tomorrow night?” AJ answered for them both.
“Mr. Wilson and I will see you around seven then.” Mrs. Wilson replied and gave them both a hug.
When they got to Ciara’s father’s tombstone, AJ helped her place the daisies at the foot of the tombstone and left her alone with her thoughts and prayers. Her name had been sanded out of the tombstone. AJ thought that her mother must have had that done, because he knew it was recently done.
After a half hour, AJ went back to her side. She was looking at a picture of her and Jarod with her dad.
“Ciara… you okay?” AJ asked as he watched her dig up a little earth and put the picture in it and cover it back up and lay some of the daisies over it.
“Just saying a proper goodbye to daddy.” She said as AJ handed her his handkerchief. She wiped her eyes as he helped her stand up. “Let’s go spend some time with your mom. Okay?” Ciara asked.
“You betcha. She would love to see you.” AJ smiled as he gave her a hug.