"The Man at the Window"

Mary loved Poppy more than her heart could hold and it was this love which made her forgive and overlook all his shortcomings. Poppy acknowledged his mistakes and promised that he would never put them through anything like that again. Now, Poppy would still go the club now and again because he was an avid snooker fan, however he would come home early and spend time with “his girls”. Life went on and before they knew it, Amy was three years old and ready to go to school. She was to join the same school where Poppy taught. So, they decided to move to a house closer to the school. It was a very emotional move, because now Amy wouldn’t see her grandparents ever day and they were surely going to miss her singing and mischief making ways. Amy took a lot of time getting used to the new place and school. Thankfully the nanny had stayed on with them and thankfully, that was one less thing she had to adjust to. Getting Amy ready for school was a task. She would scream, cry and bring the r...

Amy was a beautiful little girl. Her pink cheeks and toothless smile made her parents the happiest ever. Poppy and Mary were on cloud nine. Their little home was always filled with people who had come to see Amy. The little children from down the lane came every evening just for fifteen minutes of staring and giggling at Amy. It was a proud parent moment for Mary and Poppy. Oh! How they loved their little girl. Not before long, Mary went back to work and Amy was put in the care of her very proud and loving grandmother. Little Amy loved to hold her grandfather’s finger and stare at him with her big eyes, even though he wouldn’t always remember who she was. He would still sing and talk to her and not before long, she had started to mumble and grumble back at him in her baby language. As the months rolled by, Amy learnt to roll over, sit up, crawl and stand, time with a toddler surely went by fast. Amy was growing up at what seemed to be lightning speed for her grandparents who were ge...