Love Comes In All Sizes.....And Ages
Feburary 14th, 2012
THE LITTLE GIRL's VIEW
My name is Mary Knight Carter. I'm 12 years old and I grew up with my grandmother. Now my grandmother is gone and I have no one to turn to.
My mother was killed on Feburary 14th, 2000 after someone she was treating stabbed her in a hospital. My mother was a medical student named Lucy Knight, and would have been a doctor in the spring, had she not been killed. My grandmother said she would have loved me. My father was her teacher. His name was Dr. John Carter and he had no idea that my mom was even pregnant. They had shared a passionate moment in an exam room where they worked, but didn't think nothing could happen.
She never even got the chance to tell him he was going to be a father.
Now my grandmother is gone, and I have no one. With what money my grandmother's friends gave me, I am going to Chicago and meet my father and hope he'll take me in.
CARTER's VIEW
12 years ago, I lost the only woman I ever loved. It should have been me instead of her. I should have been the one to die. My beautiful Lucy Knight. I haven't even loved or dated another woman since. All I am is the Chief of Staff of Cook County General Hospital and will be until the day I die. Lonely and miserable.
MARY's VIEW
Well, here I am. Cook County General Hospital. The place where my father works. I walk to the main desk and ask where John carter's off is, and the man pointed me to the 10th floor. I climb the steps, saying to myself "Please take me in, daddy. Please. I have no one."
CARTER's VIEW
I put on my coat and get ready to go to the place I call home. A cottege on the Carter Estates. I had been staying there since she died. My beautiful Lucy Knight, when a girl knocked on my door.
MARY's VIEW
I walk in and ask the man that is there "Are you Dr. John Carter?" the man answers yes. I tell him "What i'm about to tell you will shock you. How you react will deside my future"
JOHN's VIEW
This little girl must be lost. But it sounds like she is serious. I sit down and listen to the little girl. How I can't help but notice she has my brown eyes and Lucy's blond hair and her shape. I must be daydreaming.
MARY's VIEW
"My name is Mary Knight Carter, and you're my daddy". There, I said it. Please don't let him desert me, I have dreams and plans. I want to be a doctor like my parents. I want to be there for my father. He looks so lonely. I hope he can see through the shock and see that I am his daughter, and let me in his life forever.
JOHN's VIEW
I have a daughter?! Lucy was pregnant?! Lucy didn't tell me?! I look the little girl over again. She does look like Lucy, she does have her small shape, her blond hair, and my blue eyes. I sit down and listen to the little girls story. Lucy's mom had died and Mary has no one to turn to. I'm too old to be a father to a 12 year old. But to hell if i'm going to let her live in foster homes and grow up without at least one of her parents. Oh hell no!
MARY's VIEW
Dad took me in! After I told him my story, he couldn't help but hug me. He said quite simply "You're comming home with your daddy, Mary." He introduced me to his staff, everyone remembers my mother. They tell me stories. I travel with my dad when he goes to meetings in different cities. daddy treats me like i'm is little princess. I wish he could have done this when I was little. It doesn't matter now. I'm with my father. I start school next week, and for once, I have cloths to wear. Not clothes from second hand or from Sears. real cloths that my dad had bought me.
JOHN's VIEW
She looks so much like her mother, I can't help but love her. I don't know if she'll ever forgive me for not knowing she even existed, but maybe this was the one thing that Lucy could have left me that pulled me out of my slum. I'm no longer alone, and i'm going to make sure that Mary's life is the center of my life from now on.
As a small cloud passes overhead, a young 25 year old woman is looking down from heaven. As tears come to her eyes all she can say to herself is "I love you John and Mary Carter"
THE END