1.18 Home pt 1

This chapter is Rated PG 13

Author’s note:  Hey guys, I’m sorry this chapter took me over a week to release.  I had actually went in a different direction I wasn’t happy with, and started this chapter over from scratch.  That ment new pictures, new everything.  I think this chapter is much better then the other one I had originally planned on, and is more true to the characters and how they would really react in this situation.  As a bonus I’m going to post an alternate chapter just for fun.  Thank you so much for reading!  If you would like to read the bonus chapter, please click HERE (Please keep in mind this chapter does not effect the current story line)  Also–I’d like to add that I FINALLY put Mika up for download.  Yes, I’ve been lazy, I admit it.  You can now find Mika HERE

Thank you:  To Sandybeachgirl, Seera, MrsOogieboogie, and Late Knight Simmer.  Thanks for keeping me company on Aim, and make me smile while I’ve been going through a hard time recently.  To Sandy and Seera, thanks for help with this chapter, your ideas and feedback helped me so much, without your help this chapter would be….a mess.  Thank you. 🙂



“So this is where you grew up huh?” Mika asked turning off the engine in the driveway and turning around to face me, where I sat with my head against the window, fighting off the waves of sleep that battered against me like the waves against the hull of a boat.

I nodded quickly, feeling a lump in my throat rendering me unable to speak at that moment.  Just seeing the familiar house where I grew up filled me with a mixed bag of emotions.

Mika opened the rusted drivers side door with a load groan and came around to my side to open the door for me, always the gentleman, even in the middle of a crisis.  As I stepped onto the familiar driveway I stared up at the house I had grew up in.  The front porch where I had spent many an evening with my grandmother watching the thunderstorms roll in off the ocean.  I could almost see her sitting there with a younger happier looking me in her arms, sitting there enjoying the storm and breathing in the smell of ozone.  So many happy memories in this house…


After Mika and I left the hospital he had told me about a little town in Maine that his mother always talked about when he was younger.  She had said it was the perfect place to raise a family, and most importantly, it would have been the last place on earth Mika’s grandfather would have ever looked for us.  We could be safe there.  We could be happy.

As beautiful as that sounded, I couldn’t leave without seeing my grandmother, to see her face, and hug her one last time.  She had been through so much in her life and I couldn’t do that to her again.  She had already lost her own daughter, and I would not put her through that kind of pain again.

I don’t know why I expected Mika to be angry with me that I couldn’t just run off to Maine without seeing my grandmother first.  He understood completely, making me love him that much more.  He assured me he would do anything to make me happy, and he understood how much my family ment to me.


The house was silent as a church as I stepped onto the front porch.  I looked through the windows.  It was early, not even 6:00 am yet, and the house was dark.  Grandmother always kept a spare key hidden under a rock in the hedges that lined the porch, but I felt it best to knock since Mika was a guest.  I just hoped my grandmother would love him as much as I did…


“Madeline?”   My grandmother yawned, rubbing her eyes in disbelief, cinching the robe tighter around her thin midsection.  She looked much thinner and several years older than since I had seen her last.  I remembered her waving from the platform at the train station, grief etched into her face, and how awful I felt to see her so grief-stricken.  It became clear to me in an instant just how difficult it had been for her to let me go.  Just another drop in the bucket to add to the well of guilt.  It was close to spilling over.  I thought, surprised to feel a tear trickle down my cheek.

“What are you doing here?” She brought her hands up to her face, her green eyes wide with shock.


She didn’t give me a chance to respond to her question, instead, sweeping me up in a big hug that made me gasp out loud.  Her familiar perfume hit me, bringing instant tears to my eyes.  It smelled like home.


“This is Mika.” I said politely when she released me from her crushing embrace.  Anxiety swirled in my stomach as my grandmother turned to face him.  I know how badly Mika wanted to impress my grandmother.  But would she be suitably impressed by him as well?  I hoped so.  I tensed my shoulders and bit my lip.  “My boyfriend.” I said finally.

“Oh?” Meredith Drake said with a small smile, her face breaking into a huge grin.  “I didn’t know you were seeing anyone dear.  He’s very handsome.  Such nice dark eyes.”  She took me completely by surprise and wrapped her arms around Mika in a big hug.  He smiled, his eyes lighting up.  I guess he had her approval after all.


Mika blushed adorably, his cheeks flooding with color, he looked down at the floor smiling.  “It’s wonderful to  meet you Mrs. Drake.  I’ve heard so much about you.” He said politely reaching out his hand like a gentleman.

“All good things I hope.” My grandmother smiled taking Mika’s offered hand and shaking it.  I sighed with relief.  This meeting couldn’t have gone any better so far.  I felt myself relax.


“Well come on, come in.  Take off your shoes please, I just mopped.” Meredith Drake fussed, ushering us into the living room.  We followed my grandmother into the living room and took a seat across from her on the sofa.

It felt a bit surreal being home again.  Even though I hadn’t lived in North Port City long, so many things had changed, and I felt I was no longer the same naïve girl who had once dwelled within these walls only a few short months ago.

“So what brings you home Madeline?  We just spoke the other night, and I thought I was coming to visit, not that I’m not happy to see you…” Meredith’s voice trailed off, she gave me an expectant look.

The real reason would probably give her a heart attack, so I spun the story in a more grandmother friendly version.  “I missed you, and wanted to surprise you.”  That much was true at least, I left out the part about running from Mika’s drug king pin of a grandfather, and my pregnancy, but I guess that would have to come out later.  My grandmother could only take bad news in small doses.  She had a tendency to over react and panic.  If I told her everything now, she would be on the phone with the FBI within seconds.


“So tell me about yourself Mika.  How did you meet my Madeline?” Meredith smiled at Mika, giving him her friendliest smile.

Mika looked at me quickly and gave me a small little wink.  “I met her at work.  I was coming off at the end of a shift when I saw this beautiful woman sitting there all alone looking like she needed someone to talk too.  We hit it off right away, and as the saying goes-the rest is history.” Mika smiled widely.

“I’ve been so worried about Madeline, and knowing she has you makes me feel so much better.”  Meredith expressed.  I hated it when she spoke about me like I wasn’t even there.  I cleared my throat and stood.

“We’ve been driving all night.” I yawned to show just how exhausted I was.  “I think we better get some rest, we can talk more after we’ve slept for a few hours at least.” I laughed lightly, rubbing my exhausted eyes.

“Of course.  Mika, I’ll make the guest bedroom up for you.  Madeline, your bedroom is as exactly as you left it.” Meredith smiled, and hugged me once again, then left the room to spruce up the guest bedroom for Mika.  She always fussed when she had a guest, and I had no doubt Mika would be sleeping on our best linens, and would have fresh flowers on the end table.  I had to smile.


“I’m sorry the room is so small.” I apologized standing with Mika in the tiny guest bedroom that was rarely used these days.  My grandmother used it now to store her sewing machine and arts and crafts.

“It’s fine.  Honestly, I’m so exhausted I could probably sleep on the kitchen table if I had a pillow.” Mika laughed, his eyes were red rimmed, and the dark circles beneath his eyes stood out in stark relief against the paleness of his skin.

“Are you ok?” I asked reaching out to touch his face gently with my finger tips.  All this stress had to be taking a toll on him mentally and physically.  He was trying to be strong, but even the strongest of people had their limits.

“I’m fine.  I’m just exhausted.  It’s been a rough couple days.  I’m so happy to be out of that car.  It will be nice sleeping in a real bed.” Mika yawned, running his hands through his tousled dark hair.


“I love you.” I grabbed Mika in a fierce hug.  “Thank you for this.  I couldn’t leave without seeing her again.  She’s been through so much with my mother, and losing me would kill her.”

“I love you too.” Mika murmured into my shoulder.  “I understand.  Your grandma is a sweet lady, she raised you, and for that I owe her a debt of gratitude I’d never be able to pay off…”

I stepped away from Mika, wiping a tear off my cheek.  “Get some sleep, you need it.”

Mika stepped forward, gently touching my stomach.  “Are you going to tell her about the baby?” He asked staring into my eyes.

I looked down at the floor.  “I don’t know.” I said truthfully.  “I want too, but I don’t want to disappoint her.  She’s had such high hopes for me.  I know that I’ll have to tell her eventually, but I don’t know how…”

“It will come to you.”  Mika smiled his lop sided grin at me.  “Your grandma seems like a strong lady.  I think she’ll take the news better than you think she will.”

“You don’t know her very well then.” I laughed slightly.  “I remember when I snuck out when I was 13 years old to go to the movies with a friend.  I thought she was going to have a heart attack.”  I smiled at the memory.  She had grounded me for a month.  No, my grandmother didn’t take bad news well…”Get some sleep.  We’ll talk more about this later.”  I kissed him again, and smiled as I watched him crawl between the blankets and close his eyes.  I shut the door softly and walked the familiar path to my own bedroom.


The room was exactly the same as I left it, and still smelled faintly of my favorite perfume.  I trailed my finger over the old light wood of my desk and sat down.

I smiled when I thought of the amount of hours I had spent at this desk, writing stories, and writing in my diary that I moved religiously so my grandmother couldn’t ever find it.

I reached my hand under the desk and felt along the under side for a small key I had stashed there long ago.  I smiled wistfully.  It was still there.  The key went to a box I had stashed in my closet under a loose floorboard, where I kept all my secrets.  Funny how when I was young the secrets I kept seemed so insignificant now.  Who I had a crush on in the 5th grade was no match to the secrets I kept into my adult hood…

I grabbed the key and kneeled by my closet, pulling up the loose floorboard smiling at the contents.  I picked up a loose sheet of paper on the bottom and laughed.


Oh how simple things were when you could figure out your future by playing MASH.  The M standing for Mansion, the A for apartment, the S for Shack, and the H for House.  I remember doing this repeatedly, choosing different numbers to give me the results I had wanted.  In this particular game, the results were Marrying Matteo, the hottest guy in the 7th grade who didn’t even know I was alive. He was a doctor who drove a Green Camaro, with our 3 children in our mansion in France.

I laughed.  Matteo, there was a name I hadn’t heard in ages.  I wondered what happened to him anyways, I yawned.


I placed the game of MASH back into the box, and stuck the magnetic key back to the underside of the desk and laid down, my eyes closing instantly.  Five minutes later I was asleep.


The smell of cinnamon and nutmeg woke me up from my deep slumber.  My stomach let out a very un lady like grumble reminding me of how hungry I was.  Feed me, it seemed to say.  Voices carried slightly up the stairs and I tensed slightly, worried at the thought of Mika being alone with my grandmother.  What were they talking about?  Would I be coming down the stairs to find evidence of bloodshed?


The clock on the nightstand said it was about noon.  Was it noon the same day, or had I slept all day and night?  I hurried down the stairs pausing slightly outside the dining room listening to the sounds coming from the dining room.

“Look at this one.” Meredith laughed.  “Madeline was such a cute little girl wasn’t she?”  I leaned against the doorway, neither of them seemed aware of my presence.  I smiled.  My grandmother had the photo album out and was showing Mika pictures of me when I was little.  I smiled, watching them smile over the pictures.

I cleared my throat, knowing I should interrupt their picture time before Meredith broke out the pictures of me toilet training.  I had went through a phase when I was younger where I refused to wear clothes.  My grandmother loved showing off those photo’s to anyone who would indulge her.  They both looked up at once.

“Good morning sweetheart.  You sure slept a long time.  I know I probably should have woken you, but you needed the rest.” My grandmother said motioning to the stack of French toast on the table.  “Come sit, have something to eat.  You must be starving!”  She snapped the photo album shut.

Mika smiled at me.  “Morning babe.  Your grandma’s a hell of a cook.  She said I was too skinny, and was going to fatten me right up.”  He laughed, the sound joyful to my ears.  It was good to hear him laugh again, and see the smile on his face.

“Nobody ever goes hungry around here, that’s for sure.” I laughed, sitting down at the table and grabbing a plate from the middle of the table.  My grandmother made amazing French toast, and the fact that she was making this told me she wanted to impress Mika, and cared what he thought of her, and her cooking.  It warmed my heart.


“So how long are you visiting for?” Meredith asked setting down her fork and pushing her empty plate away.  “It feels good to cook for someone again.  I’ve been living off TV dinners, and fast food.” She commented, patting her mouth with a napkin.

“Just a couple of days.  Mika and I were heading north actually.  We both need a vacation.” I said in between bites.

Meredith frowned, a crease forming between her eyebrows.  “I was hoping you’d be in North Port City when I meet Melody and Mason.  I need you there.”

I was worried this would come up.


“Can’t you delay this for a little bit?” I asked pushing away my empty plate suddenly feeling quite ill.  “Melissa is in rehab, now is probably not the best time for a visit.”

“It most certainly is a good time to visit.  Those kids need me.  Melissa needs me.” Meredith expressed, looking worried.  Her face set in a grim look of determination.  She was stubborn.  I know nothing could change her mind when it was made up.

“What if they came here to visit?” I said, an idea starting to form.  “Melody and Mason need to get away for a little while.  It will be good for them to get away, especially Mason.   What do you think?” I asked hopefully, turning my eyes into wide green orbs of sorrow.

“Well that would be better for me.” Meredith fussed.  “But I don’t want to put that poor little boy through the stresses of traveling.  Poor little dear is going through so much right now.”

“Are you kidding me?  Kid’s never been on an airplane.  He’d love it.” I smiled hopefully.

“If you really think that’s for the best.” Meredith said slowly.

Yes, I thought.  Victory is mine!  “Yes, I think it’s for the best.  I think a change of scenery would be good for Melody and Mason.”


While Mika and my grandmother went about cleaning up after breakfast, I went out to sit on the front porch.  I took a deep breath, inhaling in the scent of fresh-cut grass and the smell of ozone signaling the hint of an oncoming storm.

How I loved the feeling of sitting out on the porch listening to the wind rustle through the trees as the storm gained momentum over the ocean.  Pretty soon it would arrive, and the sound of the rain pummeling the roof would drown out my troubled thoughts.


I looked up to see the dark clouds gathering above and my whole body could feel the electric charge in the air.  I couldn’t wait for the storm.  It reminded me once again of sitting here in this very spot, on this very same bench with my grandmother.  We would count in between the thunder and lightning to find out how many miles away the storm was.  She would make us a mug of hot coco and we would sit and watch the storm in silence, just enjoying one another’s company.


“Remember when we used to sit here watching the storms come off the ocean?” My grandmother said from behind me.  I jumped slightly, I hadn’t even heard the front door open.

“I was just thinking about that actually.” I smiled lightly.

“Those were good times.” Meredith said sitting down beside me on the bench.  “I’ve  missed this.”

“Me too.” I said honestly, feeling tears prick behind my eyelids.  I brushed them away quickly before she could see them.


“We have new neighbors finally.  The house across the street finally sold.  They were asking such a hefty price for that old house, I’m sure it’s a relief to the realtor to have finally sold that house.” Meredith said motioning through the rain at the old house across the street.

“Oh, that’s nice.” I said lost in thought.

“That Mika seems like a nice young man.  He’s so handsome, I can see the attraction there.  What do his parents do?” Meredith inquired politely.

It was a good thing I wasn’t drinking anything because I could have choked.  “His parents are dead.”  I said carefully, hoping she wouldn’t ask to hear the specifics.

“That’s a shame.” Meredith sighed.  “That must have been very hard for him.”

I nodded in agreement.  She didn’t even know the half of it…


“Does he make you happy?” Meredith asked turning towards me on the bench, leaning forward and resting her hands on her lap.

I smiled, turning towards her.  “He does.” I confirmed.

“Do you think he’s the one?” Meredith questioned back, her eyebrow raised slightly.

“I know he is.” I said softly.

Meredith smiled in return.  “I’m happy for you.  Mika seems like a great guy.”


We were silent for the longest time listening to the sounds of the rain drum upon the roof.  I closed my eyes breathing in the refreshing smell of the rain.  How clean and new everything smelled after a thunderstorm.  How I wished my own life could be washed clean like that.

I jumped slightly when my grandmother picked up my  hand in hers and held it, raising it to her lips and kissing it gently, her thumbs rubbed comforting circles along my palm.  “So are you going to tell me what you’re really doing here?”



42 thoughts on “1.18 Home pt 1

  1. Pingback: 1.18 On the Run. (Bonus Alternate Chapter) | The Drake Family Secrets

  2. I remember playing MASH as a kid! It was a weekly thing for me back then. LOL…

    I’m so loving this story! I know telling her grandmother the truth is going to be so hard to do. But wouldn’t his grandfather figure out that they’ve been there? I hope her grandmother isn’t in any jeopardy by them visiting…

    • LOL Yes, I played Mash when I was little too. I remember doing the same thing Madeline did. If I didn’t like the results, I would pick different numbers until I got the results I wanted, although some of the fun was getting the funniest results. I would usually end up in a shack married to the kid who ate paste in kindergarten, with 30 kids in the middle of a swamp or something…

      Thank you so much for the compliments. 🙂 I’m so glad you are liking the story! I love yours also! Thanks so much for reading and commenting! ❤

      • LOL! It’s even funnier when you actually picture someone living in a shack with a husband who eats paste and 30 kids. 😛

        You’re welcome. And thank you too! 🙂

  3. That, my friend, was beautifully written and it stayed true to who the characters are. My only complaint. . .I want to know what happens next!!! I’m so impatient. 🙂

    Aww, you don’t have to thank me. It was my pleasure. You just needed some people to bounce ideas off of. You had them in your head, they just needed to swirl around a bit. 😉

    I think it’s adorable how Mika wanted to impress Meredith! He’s such a sweet guy! And then I see his picture and I melt. I just love him!

    You can see how much Madeline has grown as a character in this chapter. I really enjoy chapters like that, where you can see that how they respond to the current situation is different from how they would have at the beginning of their story. That’s what makes real, believable characters. 🙂

    I laughed so hard when Meredith was showing Mika pictures of Madeline! Oh, how many of us have been embarrassed by that happening? My Dad used to show people pics of me potty training. . .sooooo embarrassing!

    One of the things that stuck out for me, personally, is the sitting on the front porch while there’s a rain storm going on. Our last house had a front porch and hubby and I would sit on it while it stormed. It was our first house, no kids, it was just a really peaceful time. Brought back some wonderful memories for me. Thanks!


    • *Blush* Thank you so much. I’m happy with how it turned out as well, I struggled so hard with the other chapter because it wasn’t true to the characters, it just wasn’t flowing with me until I started this one and it was so easy to write.

      Having you ladies to talk too has definitely inspired me. It’s nice to bounce ideas off people. I hope one day I can return the favor. 🙂

      Yes! My mom used to do the same thing when I was little, she loved to show off embarrassing baby pictures of me to anyone who would look. Especially the naked potty training ones. Ugh….I was like “Mother whyyyyy”

      I used to sit out on the storm with my mom and siblings when I was younger too. That’s where I got that idea from. It was always so peaceful, except if the storm got real bad my mom always made us go in, because my moms aunt actually got hit by lightning twice and my mom thinks our family is cursed to be hit by it. True story. LOL

  4. I read both versions this morning and while the alternate reality was very nicely done, I agree that it didn’t feel like who Madaline was currently. The photos and sets in both were very well done.
    I absolutely love the rain and just adored that Madaline loves it too. I hope she opens up to her grandma and confides in her. She may not respond very well but she deserves to at least understand what is happening.
    I’m very interested to see where this story line goes because I thought I understood that they were not destined to be as a couple….
    Thanks for continuing the story!

    • Thank you. 🙂 I’m glad you liked both versions, and I agree. It didn’t feel like Madeline. And that makes me happy that people feel the same way. Even though not that long has passed, her experiences have changed her for the better I think. Yes she still can make some bad decisions, and can be impulsive, but she is more mature and thoughtful of other people and their feelings.

      Madeline will open up to her grandma in the next chapter. A lot of things will be revealed as well. 🙂 And you are right! Madeline and Mika were not destined to be a couple. He was susposed to be a one night stand who broke her heart, but I liked him, so I altered the story line completely, and I’m loosely following my original idea just with different people, if that makes sense. Thank you so much for reading and commenting!!! 🙂

  5. LOL, Meredith is onto them. I hope that doesn’t get her killed or something. O_O The mafia has eyes… everywhere… XD
    It was sweet of Madeline to go back to her grandma’s house, so that Meredith could see her again. That place in Maine sounds cool, I picture lighthouses, and general beauty. LOL.
    Mmm… close up of Mika… Yes. I definitely like this hairstyle better on him. XD
    Thanks so much for the shout out! 🙂

    • ROFL!! Yes, the eyes are everywhere! Yeah I liked Madeline going back home as well, and it means a lot to her grandmother to have her there as well. 🙂

      Yes Maine. I love Maine. I have family there and its so pretty. My mom is from there and she speaks in an accent. I love lighthouses so much.

      Yay Mika. I like that hair on him too. Even though its in his eyes its sexy, I kinda want to sweep it away from his face. *Swoon*

      Thanks so much for commenting 🙂

  6. I have a feeling they won’t be completely safe where they’re going. His grandfather seems a lot smarter than they’re giving him credit for, I bet he’s got people spying on them already. But I really hope that’s not the case, I really want Mika and Madeline to have a nice, peaceful family life. I can’t wait to see what happens next!

    • You are right. His grandfather has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and they are not out of the woods yet. Mika and Madeline deserve a peaceful family life, we’ll see if that happens or not. Thanks so much for reading Paige 🙂

  7. Dun dun dun. Gramma ain’t buying dos lies girl. Gramma knows ALL…

    Haha. Anyways, great chapter. Sorry about you having hard times. But don’t worry, we’re all here to help you.

    P.S. Totally psyched for the next gen. MUST SEE BABIES NOW….. XD

    • I know, right? I want babies too! Babies NOW! I did play around in CAS to see what Mika and Madeline babies look like and they do look good, so at least I know there offspring wont look like a complete turd. Mika makes nice looking babies. So hopefully this child will win the CAS DNA Jackpot! Thanks so much for reading and commenting Kristeeny!

  8. After reading both versions of this chapter, I can see why you went with this one. Unless it would’ve put Meredith in danger to contact her, I can’t see Maddie willingly giving up a chance to see her before she and Mika went underground. Maddie can’t pull anything over on Meredith, though. Something tells me Maddie will end up telling her about the baby before she leaves town. I doubt she’d spill the beans on Mika’s grandfather.

    • I’m glad you think this chapter makes the most sense between the two, and I completely agree. 🙂 Madeline just couldn’t bear the thought without saying goodbye. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens next 🙂

  9. Hmm, I think that everything should be good now, I have a feeling that Mika’s grandfather might have moved into that house! I hope she says something about the baby, because you know how fast sims start showing. I guess I can’t get all those words out today… I’ll add more later XD

    • I was wondering if someone would pick up on the whole house thing. We’ll have to see whats up with that. 🙂 And yes, the next chapter everything will be revealed. 🙂 Thanks for reading!

  10. Aww, you don’t need to thank me! I’m always online and there whenever you wanna chat! 😀
    Another good chapter, I’m glad Meredith approves of Mika, but idk why she wouldn’t like him anyways.. He’s really a great guy.
    O_O I wonder how Meredith is going to react to Maddie having a baby.. I couldn’t imagine her being too angry about it, but then again idk. She’ll probably want them to be around more so she can visit with the baby.. At least I hope she takes the news well >_<

    • Thank you! 🙂 I’m glad you liked the chapter, and you are right about that. How could Meredith not approve of Mika, he’s a great guy, even though he looks a little tough on the outside.

      I think Meredith will take the news better then Madeline gives her credit for. 🙂 Thanks for reading Mrsoogieboogie!

  11. I loved this chapter! 🙂 I’m glad Maddie’s visiting her grandmother and that she approves of Mika. (Of course he’s so caring and adorable and defiantly treats her granddaughter well; I imagine she’ll take the news of a baby pretty well… Maddy does think he’s the one, after all.)

    I’m glad that Melody and Mason are going to go stay with Meredith, they probably need to escape from their home life for awhile and try and cope with everything.

    • Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked this chapter! 🙂 And I agree, I think Meredith will take the news better then Madeline gives her credit for. I think its not only Madeline that has changed, but her grandmother as well. She has learned to let go a little… Thanks so much for reading and commenting!

  12. Awww…. it’s good to see that Maddie’s grandmother is hitting off with Mika and not hate him. They truly look like a happy family and I can’t wait to see where they end up later; since they’re not going to stay there. But wow! Maddie’s grandmother could sense that it was something else in the air completely; I was surprised when she asked that in the ending, didn’t see it coming. And another cliff-hanger dammit! I need my dose XD
    This was great and I’m really, really truly looking forward to the next chapter 😀

    • Yes, her grandmother is perceptive, and she can tell that something is not quite right. My mom does the same thing. She can tell by the tone of voice when I’m upset, even though the phone when I’m faking it. I kind of based Meredith off her actually. Sorry about the cliffhanger, this was a two part chapter, so it was intended this time. Haha. Thanks for reading–as always ❤

  13. eep, loved this, like i said before I’m so glad she didn’t just leave without saying goodbye oh god, but I’m still kind of worried about where this is going to end. I hope they’ll be happy but I have a feeling that Mika’s grandfather won’t give up so easy… in any case this was a really sweet chapter and i can’t wait for the next one. 🙂

    • Thank you Hannah. ❤ I'm glad you liked the chapter. I liked it also, for once, although I did struggle slightly with writing it at times. We'll have to see where everything ends. 🙂 Thanks for reading!

  14. I read both endings as well and I agree with others. The best was this one. I liked the alternate as well, but I loved that she has grown so much and was brave enough to go back to her grandmother. She and Mika are so incredibly cute and I can’t wait to see the little one. Glad she thought of being able to bring Melody and Mason to Meredith. I feel she barely got out of that one. 🙂 Now that I’m caught up, I’m off to go make an outfit for a contest (Sims 3, of course). 🙂

    • Thank you dear! I agree, this was the better outcome, and I’m happy I went in this direction–new ideas are flowing once again after being blocked for days! Good luck with your contest!!! And thank you very much for commenting! 🙂

  15. Much as I liked the bonus chapter -my, was that exciting!-, I think I can well understand why you decided to take a different direction in the end.

    Madeline’s grandma is great, nothing escapes her eyes, it seems ;). I’m glad she likes Mika.

    Congrats on sorting this chapter out, and I hope you’re feeling better already 😀 -seems like you were having a rough time. *hugs*

    • Thank you! I’m so glad you liked both chapters. 🙂 Yes, Madeline’s grandma doesn’t miss much, she reminds so much of my mom, who can tell by my tone of voice on the phone if im having a bad day. Even when I try to fake it. Thank you so much for reading and commenting! ❤


    I’m so glad that the kids are coming to stay with her. That really eases my mind of who’s watching them while their mother is away. Also, it is probably the only way Madeline can leave without feeling like she’s abandoning them…

    Though this is still reminiscent of what happened with her daughter – showing up, dropping off the kids, and mysteriously vanishing…

    Though at least she’s being more transparent then her mother. lol

  17. I played MASH as a kid! I once stole my sister’s sheet with her game on it because she rolled married to MY crush, living in a Mansion, with three kids, and my dream job. Nooooot fair.
    Anyway, it’s nice to see what Madeline’s grandmother thinks of Mika. She’s very supportive.

  18. Grandma always knows when something more is up! Oh dear. And I remember playing MASH as a kid, lol good times.

  19. So glad they went to see Maddie’s grandmother. I was thinking how heartbreaking it would be for her to lose her granddaughter too. Mika is so understanding and I’m glad that he has the grandmother’s approval. I hope he keeps it after she knows the whole story and I hope going to Maine will be far enough to keep them safe.

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