“You might not be soft tomorrow.
At that, she snickered. “Women, we can have it all…”
“Just not all at the same time.” I nodded. “When you’re ready…you’ll know it’s time.”
“Okay.” She nodded. “Can you do me a favor?”
“I thought I was?” My eyebrow rose, even though I was just teasing her. “What is it?”
A true smile spread across her face. Our Bloody Melody had come a long way.
LIAM
“Ma? Where we going?” I asked, watching the elevator. She’d had the kids go with Cora and then kidnapped me from my room. There was something about being dressed in a hospital gown while being pushed around by my mother that didn’t sit right with me.
“Why are you so worried? You think I’m a double agent or something?”
I snorted at that. There were two people I trusted completely: my mother and my wife. “You are just acting a little odd.”
“My sons are alive. It’s a beautiful day. Aren’t I allowed to celebrate?”
On second thought, maybe she was trying to kill me.
“Ouch. What was that for?” I rubbed my arm.
“I don’t like whatever you were thinking,” She said matter-of-factly as she wheeled me out of the elevator and toward the doors.
“So I’m not allowed to think—”
“Melody, can I just drop him here? He’s driving me mad,” my mother yelled out when we got to the roof.
Melody sat in a wheelchair of her own right beside a table. I turned back to my mother, who only winked at me as the doors closed.
“Hey,” she said casually to me as I wheeled myself over to the other side of the table.
“Mel, you should be in bed—”
“I brought a doctor.” She pointed to the man taking a smoke break behind me. I wasn’t sure how I felt about a doctor who was slowly giving himself lung cancer being her failsafe. “And I brought our smoothies.”
She placed the drink in front of me.
“Did I die?” I asked slowly, trying to think.
“Shut up and let me be nice, Jesus, you annoying fuck,” she snapped at me and I laughed, grabbing the cup and taking a sip.
“Mango?”
“It’s good for you, drink,” she muttered, looking out at the city. I couldn’t look away from her.
“Are you being romantic right now? Are we on a date?”
“Don’t make a big deal about it, Liam. Besides, you know I hate hospitals.” She didn’t look at me, just took a sip of her drink.
“I don’t know if I can not make a big deal out of this, Mel…it’s kind of a—”
“Look, the fireworks are about to start,” she cut in as firecracker shot into the sky.
“Fireworks? Melody, now I’m melting on the inside!” I gasped, my hand over my heart. “Do I get a ring?”