my own sequel of the movie "the fall"

my own sequel of the movie "the fall" part 1

CHAPTER ONE

MEMORIES

Life for little Alexandria resumed to normal after she got home from the hospital. Her headaches were gone so she and her family are back to picking big ripe oranges in their farm. Once in a while she thought of Roy, she had been crying the day she had to go home clinging to his neck so tightly wetting his jacket with her tears. The five year old girl told him that she wished she would never get well so she would stay at the hospital with him. Roy had to close his eyes unwilling to let the girl know of his pain seeing her leave. This girl saved him from damnation.

 "Be a good girl Alexandria, I'll visit you as soon as I get well" he said holding her tight to him planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

 "Promise?" she asked raising her big round misty eyes on him.

 "Promise, no crossed fingers" he replied showing her both of his hands.

 "Ok I'll be waiting for you then, and be sure to be ready with another epic when you come" she said in between sob.

 "Ha! Ha! Ha! My sweet Alexandria, ok then another epic it is."

It had been three years now since Roy's last visit. They all missed the evenings sitting by the fireplace, her granny on the rocking chair knitting, her older sister and their mother on the sofa curled in a warm quilted blanket and Roy near the fireplace plucking his guitar singing while she sat on the floor leaning on his chair, waiting until he's done singing and she would always jump up on his lap. "You're amazing!" she would always say clapping her hands as she look at his handsome face adoringly.

 "And you, my little one, is the sweetest liar I have ever known" he said  laughing as he brushes away a stray hair off her chubby cheeks tucking them behind her ear.

After being able to walk again he spent his Christmas with them in the country side every year, showing her his stunts on his daring films and telling her epics he made up himself. She wondered what happened to him that he was not able to come for the last three Christmas.

Much had been changed since then; their old farm house for example had been left in the care of her uncle Thomas since Alexandria insisted on her mother to keep the place when their mother married Mr. Connelly, the old bachelor who owns several stores downtown. He was kind and soft spoken man but most children are afraid of his scarred and slightly deformed face from a car accident.

Alexandria sighed heavily as she remembered how she loved Roy's voice especially when he's telling her stories of princesses and war heroes before she goes to bed. Few more days and its Christmas again, she was speculating  if Roy had forgotten about them already, or perhaps he has a family of his own now... yes... And maybe he had a daughter or a son whom he loves very much that he had forgotten his little Alexandria. Tears welled up in her eyes at the thought, of course Roy deserves to be happy after all the heart aches he suffered from losing his girlfriend many years ago... but her heart resisted in ways she cannot understand

. "Ah! Stupid! Stupid! She said tapping the window frames with her clenched fist.

 It had been snowing and she refused to go out with her friends as she was very sensitive to the cold weather.  She confined herself to reading in the library. Sometimes she would sit by the organ practicing her piece for the Annual Christmas Gathering. She wanted to be a music teacher someday and it made her so happy when her stepfather, David, bought her an organ on her twelfth birthday and hired a musician to teach her during Saturdays. He had noticed her artistic inclinations when he was courting their mother.