CHAPTER 29

"Dear children,

I will look like the proudest grandfather on the face of this earth. This is so unreal, here I am, under the hot African sun, sitting only feet away from a herd of monkeys, writing to my children about the little monkey they are gonna have. I’m so happy for you guys, I can’t tell you how much. And I know I will be there from the start this time Lucky, Your son, because it will be a son, the first Spencer always is, will have me by his side from the beginning until he is tired of me. I will teach him everything my dad thought me, what I couldn’t teach you Lucky. I don’t really know how good a grandfather Luke is, but I’ll be better, I promise you that. I’m coming home soon. I think 6 months being away is long enough, and I want to be there for the birth of the 4^th Spencer man. Of everything I saw, I had to come back to Africa one last time. And now I’m done. I’ll be home some time next week. I love you guys and rub your belly for me Kiara. Tell the baby I love him too

Robert put the pen down and massaged his neck. He didn’t tell Lucky he knew about his mother’s pregnancy. The night he got Stefan’s letter, the kid was upset and was looking for a shoulder to cry on, so he put everything on paper and sent it to Robert, the man cried himself to sleep after he wrote the ultimate song. That was two weeks ago. Robert had recorded it and set it to Elizabeth with a letter, hoping, praying his brother wasn’t one to open his wife’s letters. He didn’t receive an answer. Robert guessed she just didn’t care anymore.

But nothing could be farther from the truth. Elizabeth was sitting in her office, and the only thing she could do for the pass two weeks was relive her moments with Lucky. Her Lucky. She took the cassette he sent her, and put it in her radio. For the 1000^th time she listened to it, with tears in her eyes. There was no way she could forget about him, even though she told everyone she had. She regretted her outburst the night Tom died, but what could she do? She came back to her husband that night, and after a fight and humiliation, he let her come back. She practically begged for him to take her back. She had no where else to go. Nikolas told her she could come back, but if she was to leave again, it would be the last time. They each had their own room, and one night Nikolas came in hers. He was gentle, he didn’t take, he demanded her if they were still married in every sense of the word, and she let him make love to her that night, but Elizabeth felt like she had been raped. She couldn’t stop comparing the way Lucky made her feel the night in her store, and the way Nikolas was making her feel. With Nikolas it was a shared pleasure, but with Lucky, the beauty of the act was breathtaking. They were so in sync it was amazing. No one had ever made her feel so loved, so wanted, so complete than that night. But with her stupid fears, she messed that up. It took her 3 weeks to realized she didn’t care if Nikolas left her with no money, if he found a way to take her store away from her, if she lost everything she owned, just to be with Lucky.

But he was gone. And she came face to face with her son, and he told her basically she was a tramp, trying his father out to see which of the two men was the best lover. She slapped him, and he kicked her out. Elizabeth remembered how Lucky reacted to his mother’s rape, and realized the young one was exactly like his father.

She pressed play and let the words fill her heart, as she read the letter he sent her again.

Wiping the tears from her eyes she took the letter, yet again. She knew the words by heart.