“You too,” Margie and I said at the same time. We both laughed.
We stood there and watched as Anna drove away, and I couldn’t help but feel like I had just fallen even more in love with her.
I walked with Margie back to our car and helped her get buckled up in her booster seat. She fell asleep on the way home. The only time she really took naps anymore was when she was in the car. I glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and my heart swelled with pride. I loved my daughter more than life itself and had never known a love like that until she was born.
When we got home, I decided I hadn’t been spending as much time with her as I would have liked. So, I made us macaroni and cheese with hot dogs and a side salad. Then, I let her pick out a movie for us to watch.
She chose a Winnie The Pooh movie she got for her birthday. It was her favorite, and though I had seen it a million times, I was happy to watch it again with her. Spending time with her was more important than the actual activity we were doing.
“Can I wear my new dress tomorrow?” she asked me.
“Yes, you can. It’s very pretty. Did you thank Anna for buying that for you?” I asked.
“Yes. I love my Anna,” she said.
“Me, too,” I said.
The rest of the night was so peaceful. We watched the movie, I gave her a bath, and after that, we laid in her bed as I read her stories. I knew I wouldn’t mind spending every night for the rest of my life doing the exact same thing.
But, I knew there was one thing missing: Anna. If Anna was there, then our lives would be complete. She was the best thing that ever happened to Margie and me.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Anna
It was Friday night, and I went to Justin’s fight with Ally. I had to her tag along because I was on pins and needles. I needed someone to keep me from completely losing it, but it turned out that Ally was just as nervous as me. Bringing her along wasn’t the distraction I hoped it would be.
The place was jam-packed full of people. It was as if they were all there to see Justin, so many people were yelling his name and holding up signs. It was amazing to hear the excitement in their voices as they chanted his name.
Margie stayed with my parents, who offered to watch her during the fight. Margie was so excited to stay with them. She brought an assortment of toys with her so she could show them her favorite ones. I had them watch her at my house instead of at Ally’s, where they had been staying.
Ally leaned into me and said, “I never thought you would be with someone that was into something so dangerous.”
“Me either,” I said. It was true. I had always been a timid person, and I hated watching action movies because of the violence. Now, I was dating a guy who was an MMA fighter, which, according to fans, was way more badass than wrestling or boxing.
“But I can’t picture you with anyone else now,” she said with a smile.
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Yeah. Besides, mom and dad are never going to let Margie go now. You do realize that, right?”
I laughed. “That’s probably true.”
“Oh, it is. They’ve wanted a grandchild they could spoil, and now they have that, and I didn’t have to be the one to push the baby out of me. It’s a win-win for all of us.”
I laughed again. “Thank you for making me laugh, Ally. I appreciate it. I know we fight sometimes and get irritated with each other.”
“What do you mean? You get irritated with me?” Ally said, and I rolled my eyes at her sarcasm.
“But, I love you, Ally. You’re the best sister anyone could ever have,” I finished saying.
Ally put a hand over her heart. “Aww, Anna, I’m so flattered.” Still with the sarcasm, but I knew she loved me regardless.
The bell dinged loudly, and my nerves hit an all-time high. I turned my attention to the cage where Justin was standing, facing off with his opponent. Suddenly, he punched him in the right cheek. I couldn’t remember the name of the punches even though we had gone over them before. I figured I needed more practice before I learned them.
Justin punched him in the face a few more times, and the guy stumbled all over the place. I figured Justin had this in the bag in the first round. He was doing great. I wasn’t at his last fight, but I could already tell this one was going way better.
The bell rang once again, and they retreated to their corners. Justin smiled at me, and I smiled back. I tried my best to make it a bright smile, but it was hard to with how nervous I was.