The Gift Of A Lifetime.

 This box was different in shape to the last one, this being the width and height of a ring box but maybe three times in length. I removed the lid I peered inside to see a silver chain with a belt clip on one end and a key on the other. I looked at George and asked what it was for?

I noticed a slight hesitation before stating, "It's the key to our front door, but it's also a symbol, and we realise you are going to need time to think about this, but as you know we don't have any offspring's and you don't seem to have much of a family to speak of so we were sort of wondering if you would like to move in with us and be apart of our family such as it is?"

"You mean like a pretend daughter or something?" I asked having trouble trying to comprehend what was just said.

"Yes, like that but you wouldn't be obliged to call yourself that. it would just be your home and Jan and I would be your family. Not that we would want to take anything away from your real parents or anything. It's just somewhere for you to call home."

Then Jan, putting it far better than George added, "The other day if you remember when you spoke of your family to me, you said you didn't miss your parents because you didn't feel they ever  cared much for you, but you did miss having a home. Well that is the key to that home, and we both care for you like you are our own." 

I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what to think, I didn't know what to do. This time last week I'd been laid out on the camper van floor thinking I'd gone to heaven. A week later and I'm thinking the same thing but for a different reason. I was in a daze, afraid to accept it and afraid to reject it and I didn't know why. Why am I even thinking about it, it's the gift of a life time, for a life time.

Thankfully George must have called for the dessert to be brought because the next thing I know there is the waiter standing next to me with this lovely Victoria sponge cake which they obviously remembered is my favourite and what I chose at the fisherman's mission. Thankfully every drop of emotion had been drained from me at this point or I'd once again have been blubbering all over it.

If you can remember I asked in a previous entry about the significance of George asking for the dessert. The thing was, no one had ordered a dessert or even looked at the dessert menu so it was obviously something that had pre ordered and I didn't notice this.

What started as the worst night ever turned in to the best night ever.