“We’re moving.” I looked at Aimee in slight shock. I hadn’t even known they’d been thinking about it, and now my twin sister had announced she was moving.
“Moving? But you can’t!” I said. Aimee shrugged.
“We found a nice house near the beach. We’ll still be in Starlight Shores. But we have to be realistic. Brigitte, there are nine people living in this house, and Martin could move back at any point in time. I love having our children all together in the same house, but Jess and I discussed it and it really is the best thing,” she said.
“There’s plenty of room here,” I said, “Also, what about this silly thing that Uncle Ambrogio wants us to do, with that heir thing? You can’t leave until that’s decided.”
“I discussed it with Uncle Ambro. I thought Eilidh would make a brilliant heir, and he agreed. It’s up to you to agree,” Aimee said. I shook my head defiantly.
“No. No, I don’t want my child to have that kind of pressure,” I said, “I don’t want that for her at all.”
“Don’t tell her at all. That’s my suggestion. I know you were feeling sort of stuck with your family here and Martin in Bridgeport, but Brigitte… this will leave you free to go to Bridgeport with him,” she said.
“I guess you’re right,” I conceded, “And I don’t have to tell her.” Aimee smiled at me and hugged me.
“I know you don’t like the idea but Jess and I and our girls need our space now. There are too many people in this house.” I nodded.
“Yeah. It’s for the best.”
And a few days later Aimee, Jessica, Elspeth, and Isla moved to their new home.
Meanwhile I was trying to organise with Martin us moving to Bridgeport to be with him. He said that he wasn’t sure that was such a good idea, that his work might be shifting him somewhere else again soon. I told him that when he found out where to find a decent house with room for the family. Aimee was right, I should move with Martin. He was my fiance and the father of my children, and we needed to be a family together.
Martin had another visit and it was so good to see him. It had been a few weeks since the last one, due to things at work being difficult. He told me that they still wouldn’t tell him if he was being shifted somewhere else or not. It was getting incredibly frustrating. I just wanted to live with Martin as a family and marry him. We had been engaged for so long. Eilidh was at school and Hamish was three.
During this frustrating time, Uncle Ambro decided to get another inventing table. He had really missed it. His magician career was given up, though I think he’d given it up years ago.
He quickly got on to making another time machine. I swear, those things were like crack to Uncle Ambro and Aunt Rose. Once of them was always exploring through time.
The stories they came back with were always interesting though.
Eilidh was also working on her art. She really looked up to me, and she was getting quite good, actually.
When Martin came back for his next visit I met him at the door, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him.
“I missed you,” I whispered.
“I know. I have good news though. They’re moving me again. But they’re moving me back. I can move back,” he said.
“You can? Oh, really? You’re going to be living here again? This is fantastic! I can’t wait to tell Eilidh that Daddy is moving back home!” Martin grinned at me.
“I know. I was so happy when they told me.”
“We can get married!” I exclaimed. Martin smiled.
“Yes, that means we can start planning the wedding,” he said. I shook my head.
“That’s not what I meant. We can get married right now. I don’t want some big show and dance wedding. I just want to be married to you. I want you. Let’s do it. Let’s get married now,” I said. Martin looked at me with the most dopey expression I’d ever seen on his face.
“That sounds like a wonderful idea, love,” he said.
And in that hallway, next to our front door, on the day that my wonderful Martin told me he was coming home for good, I became Mrs Brigitte Birch.
AN~ And that is the end of Generation Seven! I’m so glad it ended on a happy note. It wasn’t going to when I originally started writing it. But this is how it was always supposed to be, I just didn’t know it. But very soon Generation Eight will be beginning!