Room at the Inn (Bellingwood #5.5) by Diane Greenwood Muir Page B
Authors: Diane Greenwood Muir
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out loud. "I wonder what happened!"
She unfolded the letter and skimmed through it, her eyes filling with tears as she came to the end.
"My dear Marian Jeanine,
There are so many things I would have told you as you grew up, things that any mother would tell her daughter. I can only hope and pray that you have someone wonderful who will watch over you and love you for the rest of your life.
For the few short years I have known you, you were the light in our family. Your brothers, Doug and Paul, were quite a bit older than you and were very proud to show you off whenever they could. Doug would have been your hero. He was always helping people and he loved to pick you up when you fell down. If you cried, his heart broke and he ran to fix whatever you needed him to fix. Paul would have been your entertainment. When you laughed, our hearts soared, so he did everything he could to make that laugh happen. Those two boys left this life much too soon and the world is a darker place without them.
Your daddy and I loved each other more than even seems fair and he adored you. When he tossed you in the air, you screamed with delight, begging for more. You knew when he was coming home from work and waited under the coat tree to surprise him. Every evening, he would hang up his hat and his coat and wait for you to jump up and giggle, then he would swing you up into his arms and call out, 'Why is no one minding the animals in this place? Another one has escaped their cage.' Even though he was wearing a suit, he would fall to the ground with you and roll around, making sounds like a lion or an elephant, just to hear you squeal.
Your name comes from two amazing women. Your daddy's mother was named Jeanine and she was very old when he was born. He was her only child and though I didn't ever get to meet her, he loved her. My mother's name was Marian. We lived in England. I met your daddy when he was a handsome soldier in the war. We fell in love and when the war was over, he came back to find me. He made me very happy every day of our lives together. It was difficult to leave my home and family, but I knew that I could never be happy without your daddy by my side.
Each day, Mrs. Hogan brings you in so that I can see your shining face. I know she hopes that I will live because you need me and if I could, I would do just that, but the accident hurt me too much. You must know that your family would have done anything we could to be with you. She has promised to give you the few photographs I was able to save and to make sure this letter goes with them. There is nothing left but you and that is enough. You are special, you are unique, you are loved and when you think about the family who brought you into this world, I hope that you will always know that they were happy because you were part of their lives.
We will wait for you in heaven, but please don't hurry to see us. Live a wonderfully, full life. Be happy while you grow up, I pray you marry a good man and have a house full of children who make every day a joy for you, just as you did for us.
I love you more today than I did yesterday and not as much as I will tomorrow.
Mommy"
Polly sat back on her sofa and pulled the dog close to her, then sobbed into his soft neck. "That's the saddest thing I've ever read," she whispered. "It breaks my heart."
She finally wiped her eyes with the collar of her shirt and stood up, announcing. "I need to make dinner. Everybody likes pizza, don't they? Or sandwiches." It always made her chuckle when the animals watched as she talked to them. If they ever responded, she was certain she’d be found in a dead faint on the floor. "Don't ever learn to talk," she wagged her finger at them. "I don't want you to tell my secrets to anyone!" Just the thought of the stories those animals could tell made Polly clutch her chest dramatically.
Polly wondered what Henry was doing for the evening, so she texted him. "What's up for supper? How long will you be at
She unfolded the letter and skimmed through it, her eyes filling with tears as she came to the end.
"My dear Marian Jeanine,
There are so many things I would have told you as you grew up, things that any mother would tell her daughter. I can only hope and pray that you have someone wonderful who will watch over you and love you for the rest of your life.
For the few short years I have known you, you were the light in our family. Your brothers, Doug and Paul, were quite a bit older than you and were very proud to show you off whenever they could. Doug would have been your hero. He was always helping people and he loved to pick you up when you fell down. If you cried, his heart broke and he ran to fix whatever you needed him to fix. Paul would have been your entertainment. When you laughed, our hearts soared, so he did everything he could to make that laugh happen. Those two boys left this life much too soon and the world is a darker place without them.
Your daddy and I loved each other more than even seems fair and he adored you. When he tossed you in the air, you screamed with delight, begging for more. You knew when he was coming home from work and waited under the coat tree to surprise him. Every evening, he would hang up his hat and his coat and wait for you to jump up and giggle, then he would swing you up into his arms and call out, 'Why is no one minding the animals in this place? Another one has escaped their cage.' Even though he was wearing a suit, he would fall to the ground with you and roll around, making sounds like a lion or an elephant, just to hear you squeal.
Your name comes from two amazing women. Your daddy's mother was named Jeanine and she was very old when he was born. He was her only child and though I didn't ever get to meet her, he loved her. My mother's name was Marian. We lived in England. I met your daddy when he was a handsome soldier in the war. We fell in love and when the war was over, he came back to find me. He made me very happy every day of our lives together. It was difficult to leave my home and family, but I knew that I could never be happy without your daddy by my side.
Each day, Mrs. Hogan brings you in so that I can see your shining face. I know she hopes that I will live because you need me and if I could, I would do just that, but the accident hurt me too much. You must know that your family would have done anything we could to be with you. She has promised to give you the few photographs I was able to save and to make sure this letter goes with them. There is nothing left but you and that is enough. You are special, you are unique, you are loved and when you think about the family who brought you into this world, I hope that you will always know that they were happy because you were part of their lives.
We will wait for you in heaven, but please don't hurry to see us. Live a wonderfully, full life. Be happy while you grow up, I pray you marry a good man and have a house full of children who make every day a joy for you, just as you did for us.
I love you more today than I did yesterday and not as much as I will tomorrow.
Mommy"
Polly sat back on her sofa and pulled the dog close to her, then sobbed into his soft neck. "That's the saddest thing I've ever read," she whispered. "It breaks my heart."
She finally wiped her eyes with the collar of her shirt and stood up, announcing. "I need to make dinner. Everybody likes pizza, don't they? Or sandwiches." It always made her chuckle when the animals watched as she talked to them. If they ever responded, she was certain she’d be found in a dead faint on the floor. "Don't ever learn to talk," she wagged her finger at them. "I don't want you to tell my secrets to anyone!" Just the thought of the stories those animals could tell made Polly clutch her chest dramatically.
Polly wondered what Henry was doing for the evening, so she texted him. "What's up for supper? How long will you be at
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