Charlotte McCartney “Come on Kelcie, let's go get you some chocolates”, I told Kelcie as I lifted her off the bed we shared. “No mommy I can get down by myself, I'm a big girl now”, Kelcie said protesting and I laughed.“Okay my big baby girl. Do you want chocolate or not? Because mommy is going to get some”, I said, smiling broadly. “I want, I want. Mommy I want some too. Can I have some chocolates mommy?” She asked, jumping excitedly and hugging my legs. “Alright , alright. You can have some too”, I said smiling and she screamed, “yayy!!!” almost immediately.“But only if you agree that you're mommy's little baby girl”, I said, smiling cunningly.“Mommy that's not fair”, she said laughing and I immediately carried her back to the bed and began tickling her making her laugh uncontrollably.“Who is mommy's little baby girl?” I asked as I tickled her. “Who is mommy's baby?” I asked again, still tickling her.“Stop mommy… mommy…”, she said laughing and at the same time fighting to f
Charlotte McCartney “Two rooms, don't you think that's too much Josh?" I asked, as I walked him out of our room while Kelcie slept. “I am happy with the gifts and all but still being someone who has learned the hard way to accept things one at a time, I am still rather skeptical with why and what the intentions behind these gifts could be”, I said.“What do you mean Charlotte? What is so strange about me giving Kelcie gifts?” He asked, obviously confused.“It’s not at all strange Josh that you have done this for Kelcie aside from your new found relationship, you are best friends with her great grandfather making you more like a great god father if we choose to see it that way. So in the real sense of it everything seems completely normal. But I still have to be sure, I still need some level of certainty that I haven't been able to wrap my hands around”, I replied defensively.“Charlotte please! it's my property I'll do whatever I want to do with it”, he said, waving me off again. “Pl
Charlotte McCartney “You want to shave?” I asked, surprised. One thing I had not mentioned earlier probably as a result of the fact that I had not exactly considered this man worth reminiscing about in the first place was Josh's beards. They weren't exactly beautiful nor ugly, there were just aspects that had overtime defined his features. It didn't make him ugly and I did not know what ugly in this respect would mean so it's safe to take it out of the conversation. It just made him look like him.he wore it so well with his misery, it almost became attractive and had a thing to it and now hearing him say he's wanting to trim it had something transfiguring about it as well as something very unfamiliar.“You sound as though you're not particularly happy about that”, he said, seeming quite surprised himself.“No it's nothing…it…it's good you cut.. “ , I stuttered, feeling quite embarrassed. “It's just that I don't know what you'll look like underneath”, I said, smiling shyly.He smile
Charlotte McCartney Finding the shaving kit wasn't as difficult as I had expected. It seemed as though he kept them where he could easily reach like he had prepared to do this all along; it was at the top drawer in his room.“You found it?” he asked where he sat waiting for me. Yes it wasn't hidden at all.“I remember the first time I ever shaved my grandfather, I was eleven at the time. I had watched him do this frequently until this particular day he seemed to not be getting it right and then he called me and asked for my help. This was extremely exceptional. He may as well have just gone out to a barber or something but he never did except when he went to cut his hair. To him shaving had become more like a personal ritual, something that only he could do for himself. He used to say his father always warned him”, I told Josh.“Never let another man shave you when you can do it yourself. It could be maiming. That's what Grandfather said his father used to say to him. So it was part
Charlotte McCartney “Mommy the blue one it matches with your eyes”, Kelcie called out like a hungry spectator.“That's nice honey, but let the stylist do her job, I'm sure she knows this better than we all do”, I answered. “Actually she's absolutely correct”, the stylist replied to me. “I was going to go for the blue one, but hearing her say it made it even more sensible. “How old is she?” She asked turning to have a look at Kelcie.“I'm five years old," Kelcie replied.“Wow… hi Kelcie”, the stylist said, acknowledging her name. “She sure is a smart one”, she said. “Very sharp and observant”.“Oh she is”, I confessed, smiling proudly. “A little too observant for her age”, I added with a frown.“No it's a good thing, very artistic in my opinion”, she argued.This morning I had awoken to incessant knocks on my room door when I finally managed to get up and open the door, Lydia and Kelcie rushed past me into the room.“Mommy you're awake!” Kelcie said in excitement “You're even still
Charlotte McCartney Everyone seemed to pause as Josh wheeled into the room, as though they were all expecting what he had to say, everyone including me.He seemed to be looking around until he caught sight of me and paused. He looked flustered and confused as though the person who stood in front of him was someone he could not exactly recognize.“Josh it's mommy”, Kelcie called out from where she was as though she noticed his confusion. “She looks so beautiful doesn't she?”Kelcie sai“It's me”, I said, feeling somehow elated by his obvious surprise.“Yes I see”, he said regaining his composure “You look… well absolutely amazing, I literally almost thought it was someone else”, Josh said smiling broadly.“I must say Maria really did a good Job”, Lydia added clapping.“Oh I did nothing, trust me, my usual clients take three hours or more to style but she, right here, did not even take that much time. That's because she's a beauty. In this field we create beauty but we also need beauty
Charlotte McCartney The ride to the place was a very quiet one. Just the sound of the revving engine and our soft breaths. After a couple minutes, the chauffeur proceeded to play some soft classical tunes to fill up the empty atmosphere. “Grandfather was an avid fan of classical music, Beethoven was his favorite. He would get the records of his performance and play them in his old gramophone”, I said, and smiled as I recalled humming to one of his favorite songs. “He always said that music was a gateway to the mind,the soul as well as to new discoveries”, I went on.“Yes he did. A really big fan of classicals if you ask me”, Josh replied with a broad smile.“You know, sitting here, I have realized how right he had always been. These sounds are so peaceful, it transports one to a whole new realm”, I said as I closed my eyes to float within the beautiful sound, I was transported to a not so distant past but a past all the same. It was my sixteenth birthday and for some unfortunate re
Charlotte McCartney “So how is it all going to go down?” I asked as we started to get out of the car.The driver came out to bring out Josh's wheel chair from the boot.“It's not going to be so complicated I promise”, he said, refusing the chauffeur's assistance as he attempted to help him get off the car.“I'll just need you to stay by my side and be my wife that's all”, he continued as he struggled to get himself out of the car, a sore sight to the eyes but still much better than before. Thankfully the sessions were paying off even though it was a slow process altogether.“I believe that will not be too difficult. Will it?” he asked, as he settled on his chair. The effort had taken an obvious amount of energy causing him to breathe a little raspily.“It won't be”, I responded.“Just try to be by my side all through it. It will be done before you know”, he said as though he could read the doubts and nervousness I was feeling at that time.“Alright I'll try not to run off”, I joked,
Charlotte McCartney “So how is it all going to go down?” I asked as we started to get out of the car.The driver came out to bring out Josh's wheel chair from the boot.“It's not going to be so complicated I promise”, he said, refusing the chauffeur's assistance as he attempted to help him get off the car.“I'll just need you to stay by my side and be my wife that's all”, he continued as he struggled to get himself out of the car, a sore sight to the eyes but still much better than before. Thankfully the sessions were paying off even though it was a slow process altogether.“I believe that will not be too difficult. Will it?” he asked, as he settled on his chair. The effort had taken an obvious amount of energy causing him to breathe a little raspily.“It won't be”, I responded.“Just try to be by my side all through it. It will be done before you know”, he said as though he could read the doubts and nervousness I was feeling at that time.“Alright I'll try not to run off”, I joked,
Charlotte McCartney The ride to the place was a very quiet one. Just the sound of the revving engine and our soft breaths. After a couple minutes, the chauffeur proceeded to play some soft classical tunes to fill up the empty atmosphere. “Grandfather was an avid fan of classical music, Beethoven was his favorite. He would get the records of his performance and play them in his old gramophone”, I said, and smiled as I recalled humming to one of his favorite songs. “He always said that music was a gateway to the mind,the soul as well as to new discoveries”, I went on.“Yes he did. A really big fan of classicals if you ask me”, Josh replied with a broad smile.“You know, sitting here, I have realized how right he had always been. These sounds are so peaceful, it transports one to a whole new realm”, I said as I closed my eyes to float within the beautiful sound, I was transported to a not so distant past but a past all the same. It was my sixteenth birthday and for some unfortunate re
Charlotte McCartney Everyone seemed to pause as Josh wheeled into the room, as though they were all expecting what he had to say, everyone including me.He seemed to be looking around until he caught sight of me and paused. He looked flustered and confused as though the person who stood in front of him was someone he could not exactly recognize.“Josh it's mommy”, Kelcie called out from where she was as though she noticed his confusion. “She looks so beautiful doesn't she?”Kelcie sai“It's me”, I said, feeling somehow elated by his obvious surprise.“Yes I see”, he said regaining his composure “You look… well absolutely amazing, I literally almost thought it was someone else”, Josh said smiling broadly.“I must say Maria really did a good Job”, Lydia added clapping.“Oh I did nothing, trust me, my usual clients take three hours or more to style but she, right here, did not even take that much time. That's because she's a beauty. In this field we create beauty but we also need beauty
Charlotte McCartney “Mommy the blue one it matches with your eyes”, Kelcie called out like a hungry spectator.“That's nice honey, but let the stylist do her job, I'm sure she knows this better than we all do”, I answered. “Actually she's absolutely correct”, the stylist replied to me. “I was going to go for the blue one, but hearing her say it made it even more sensible. “How old is she?” She asked turning to have a look at Kelcie.“I'm five years old," Kelcie replied.“Wow… hi Kelcie”, the stylist said, acknowledging her name. “She sure is a smart one”, she said. “Very sharp and observant”.“Oh she is”, I confessed, smiling proudly. “A little too observant for her age”, I added with a frown.“No it's a good thing, very artistic in my opinion”, she argued.This morning I had awoken to incessant knocks on my room door when I finally managed to get up and open the door, Lydia and Kelcie rushed past me into the room.“Mommy you're awake!” Kelcie said in excitement “You're even still
Charlotte McCartney Finding the shaving kit wasn't as difficult as I had expected. It seemed as though he kept them where he could easily reach like he had prepared to do this all along; it was at the top drawer in his room.“You found it?” he asked where he sat waiting for me. Yes it wasn't hidden at all.“I remember the first time I ever shaved my grandfather, I was eleven at the time. I had watched him do this frequently until this particular day he seemed to not be getting it right and then he called me and asked for my help. This was extremely exceptional. He may as well have just gone out to a barber or something but he never did except when he went to cut his hair. To him shaving had become more like a personal ritual, something that only he could do for himself. He used to say his father always warned him”, I told Josh.“Never let another man shave you when you can do it yourself. It could be maiming. That's what Grandfather said his father used to say to him. So it was part
Charlotte McCartney “You want to shave?” I asked, surprised. One thing I had not mentioned earlier probably as a result of the fact that I had not exactly considered this man worth reminiscing about in the first place was Josh's beards. They weren't exactly beautiful nor ugly, there were just aspects that had overtime defined his features. It didn't make him ugly and I did not know what ugly in this respect would mean so it's safe to take it out of the conversation. It just made him look like him.he wore it so well with his misery, it almost became attractive and had a thing to it and now hearing him say he's wanting to trim it had something transfiguring about it as well as something very unfamiliar.“You sound as though you're not particularly happy about that”, he said, seeming quite surprised himself.“No it's nothing…it…it's good you cut.. “ , I stuttered, feeling quite embarrassed. “It's just that I don't know what you'll look like underneath”, I said, smiling shyly.He smile
Charlotte McCartney “Two rooms, don't you think that's too much Josh?" I asked, as I walked him out of our room while Kelcie slept. “I am happy with the gifts and all but still being someone who has learned the hard way to accept things one at a time, I am still rather skeptical with why and what the intentions behind these gifts could be”, I said.“What do you mean Charlotte? What is so strange about me giving Kelcie gifts?” He asked, obviously confused.“It’s not at all strange Josh that you have done this for Kelcie aside from your new found relationship, you are best friends with her great grandfather making you more like a great god father if we choose to see it that way. So in the real sense of it everything seems completely normal. But I still have to be sure, I still need some level of certainty that I haven't been able to wrap my hands around”, I replied defensively.“Charlotte please! it's my property I'll do whatever I want to do with it”, he said, waving me off again. “Pl
Charlotte McCartney “Come on Kelcie, let's go get you some chocolates”, I told Kelcie as I lifted her off the bed we shared. “No mommy I can get down by myself, I'm a big girl now”, Kelcie said protesting and I laughed.“Okay my big baby girl. Do you want chocolate or not? Because mommy is going to get some”, I said, smiling broadly. “I want, I want. Mommy I want some too. Can I have some chocolates mommy?” She asked, jumping excitedly and hugging my legs. “Alright , alright. You can have some too”, I said smiling and she screamed, “yayy!!!” almost immediately.“But only if you agree that you're mommy's little baby girl”, I said, smiling cunningly.“Mommy that's not fair”, she said laughing and I immediately carried her back to the bed and began tickling her making her laugh uncontrollably.“Who is mommy's little baby girl?” I asked as I tickled her. “Who is mommy's baby?” I asked again, still tickling her.“Stop mommy… mommy…”, she said laughing and at the same time fighting to f
Charlotte McCartney “You are just going to let her win? Just like that” I heard myself say as Josh wheeled off to his gloom. He paused as I spoke.“What in hell do you expect me to do?” he answered, almost yelling. “Do you know the caliber of men that come to these conferences? These board of directors are considered amongst the most powerful men in the world and they match it in all ramifications. These people feast on the weak, that's what they do. Not comfort them like you're trying to do right now”, he said angrily.“I'm not trying to comfort you or do anything of such”, I replied, calmly. “I just feel our situations are just very similar that's all”.“And how is that so? How are our situations the same? How Charlotte? Tell me!” he said, looking at me pointedly.Everyone was still and quietly staring and equally surprised at how and why I would choose to make myself the centre of attraction especially at a time like this.“My sister Whitney”, I said, “used to do about the same th