I had been doing a lot of thinking since Yanni and I had our…talk.
In fact, my mind often left me sleepless.
I kept going back and forth of whether Jeff and I should choose who continues our legacy, or whether I should do what my parents did, and let them decide.
I tossed and turned in the bed.
Finally, I just decided to get up and paint.
I was in The Zone.
And that’s when the security alarm went off.
I saw a figure sneak through the living room.
The intruder was in the hallway trying to steal one of my paintings.
I gasped as I realized the intruder looked extremely familiar.
“TRIXIE?!?” I screamed. “Is That YOU?”
She turned and looked at me. Tears rolled down her face.
Suddenly, blue and red lights filled the hallway.
The police had arrived.
“Don’t run. I’ll save you from the police, but you have some explaining to do.”
She quickly went and hid in the kitchen as I let the officer in.
“I am so sorry officer.” I stated. “I wasn’t sleeping well. I went outside to get some fresh air, and must have forgotten to disarm the alarm.”
He looked at me suspiciously.
“Well. Ok. Please be careful next time.” he finally said.
The officer left and Trixie started to walk out the kitchen door.
“Where do you think you are going?!” I asked.
“I…I…” she stuttered.
“What were you doing? Why did you break into my house?” I yelled.
“I…I..” stuttered again.
“Answer me Trixie!”
She started to cry.
“Please, please forgive me. I got in some trouble with some bad people, and they said if I didn’t steal one of your painting, they were going to kill Zach.”
“Trixie. You didn’t have to break in. Why didn’t you just tell me? I’d give you all my paintings.”
“I was scared.” she started crying again.
I hugged her.
I went inside and got the painting.
“You best change your ways, Trixie. My son loves you, and I love my son. You better not EVER put my family in danger again.”
I handed her the painting.
“I think it’s time for you to go deliver this.”
The porch light flicked on.
Trixie was gone.
Zach stepped out the door.
“What’s going on?”
I hesitated on whether I should tell him or not…
Later that day Zach saw Trixie coming out of the theater.
“Trixie!” he called out.
She looked surprised to see him.
He grabbed her and kissed her.
“There’s something I want to ask you.” he said.
She looked nervous. Did he know?
Then he really surprised her.
He got down on one knee.
“Trixie. I love you. I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?”
Trixie was speechless.
“You want to marry me?”
Zach was starting to get nervous….
“Yes….that’s why I’m asking you…do you want to marry me?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Relieved, he slide the ring on her finger.
“So…” he said coyly. “What to get married right now?”
“Zach Bluebeard what do you have up your sleeve?”
“Nothing up my sleeve, but how about keys to our own house in my pocket.”
“What? Are you serious? A house? A real house?”
“Of course silly!”
“Oh Zach, I love you.”
And with that, they exchanged vows.
And I got a phone call…
“Mom. Trixie and I eloped.”
“Oh, Zach.” I said. “I wish you all the happiness in the world. Please don’t forget to visit me…” my eyes started to water.
“Mom, we just moving across town…not another country.” he laughed.
The house felt different without Zach…
We were still quite busy, planning Zelda’s graduation.
Marshall Tucker was planning his and Zelda’s graduation as well.
“Mom,” Zelda called from the hallway,”Marshall said he has a graduation present for me…I’m going to go over to his house…”
I met her in the hallway.
She looked beautiful.
I watched her walk across the park.
I noticed Marshall in his yard doing the same.
He welcomed Zelda with a kiss…and I decided it would be best to do something else…like paint.
“Zelda, “Marshall said. “Are you ready to be a Farmer’s Wife?”
She glanced across the street to the house she grew up in…and she glanced at the beautiful farm-house.
The aroma of apples filled the air…a sent that always reminded her of the first night she met Marshall.
“Yes. I am ready.”
He put a dazzling ring on her finger.
My phone rang.
“Hi Mom.” It was Zelda.
“Is everything ok?”
“Oh yes. More than ok….it’s about my graduation present from Marshall…”
“I’m going to be a Tucker!”
“And I’ve decided to live here, with Marshall…”
“As long as you’re happy.”
“Yes, I am. I love you Mom.”
“I love you too, Zelda.”
Suddenly, the house felt really big…
And now, there were only two children left to pass on the tradition.
But it didn’t make the decision any easier….