Married in the 4th Grade

Chapter 8

Mimi:  That is the pregnancy test I took.  How did you get this? 

Sam:   Once you throw something away, anyone can pick it up.  But that doesn’t matter.  I know the baby is mine, Mimi.

Mimi:  Sammy, oh my word, I was going to tell you as soon as I found you.  What do you want from me now?

Sam:  Sammy, huh.  So, now you remember our wedding?

Mimi:  Yes, but we were in 4th grade no matter how official it seemed it was all make-believe.  Then you went and left while I was stuck at summer camp before 5th grade started and you never said goodbye.

Tears begin falling down your chin, dang hormones.  You blocked it all out long ago to shield your heart from the pain of losing your first and only love.  You can’t help it and begin to cry for that little girl who had lost the little boy who made her feel so safe and special.

Mimi:  Love sucks – you know.

Sam (Gathers you in his arms):  Mimi, please don’t cry.  I am so sorry, baby. 

He pulls you over onto his lap and holds you close as your tears fall harder.

Mimi:  DAMN, hormones!!!!  This is your fault, you know, knocking me up like you did.

You try to glare at him through your tears. His chuckles make his entire chest vibrate against your cheek.

Sam:  That’s my girl.

He kisses the tears from your cheeks and moves to find your lips with his.

Mimi:  Hmm

You moan as he licks your lower lips asking you to let him in.  You open mouth to let his tongue in to play with yours.  No one had ever kissed you before Sam and now you know why you kept all those “boyfriends” at arm’s length.  There is no way any of them could have made you feel the way he does.

Mimi:  Sam!

Sam:  Yes, baby girl?

Mimi:  If you had kissed me like that at our wedding I would have never been able to forget you.

He pulls back and lets out a full blown laugh.

Sam:  I knew there was a reason I never stopped loving you, my heart.

Mimi:  Sammy, what are we going to do now?

Sam:  Get married again.  My mom and your mom are working with a coordinator to get things ready.  They say the planner is wonderful and everything is on track for us.

Mimi:  Wait, my mother?  What did you tell them?

Sam:  I asked mom and dad if we can get married in the backyard again and they thought it was perfect.

Mimi:  Wait, your family moved away.  We would have to have it my parent’s backyard this time.  Oh, lord, am I really talking about marrying you for real this time?

Sam:  Yes, my joy, my baby in your belly is a happy way for me to get you back in my life for the rest of it.  And after my dad retired, I asked them where they wanted to live, next to your parents was where they would be happiest.  So, I bought them the house and they moved back last month, right after our “wedding night”.

Mimi:  That must have made my mom so happy, she missed your mom very much.  So, they are neighbors again?

Sam:  Yep!

Mimi:   Mom was tired of Daddy working on those “dang” cars all the time since he retired.  Now she has her best friend back and they can do things together again.  Wait, did you tell your mom about the baby?

Your hands automatically goes to your stomach protectively.  He slides his hands over yours and laces his fingers with yours over your child growing beneath.

Sam:  Yeah, it kinda slipped out.  I was so happy when I found out.  I mean, you’re having my baby.  I want to shout if from the rooftops.

His face is so lit up with happiness as he looks at your hands, fingers laced together.   You can’t help it, you kiss him.  What started as a quick kiss, changes drastically in a few second and becomes more passionate.  He stands up and carries you bridal style upstairs to his room, never breaking the kiss.

Sam:  Can I please see you?  I have been dreaming about you every night.

Mimi:  Yes, please, I need you too.