8.20 She wouldn't understand

Wilson felt a string of emotions. In the past week he had found out that he indeed did have a child. Even better, not one child but two! Kids were something Brooke always detested, but she enjoyed her nieces. This fact made him feel over joyed. Shame was always nagging because of all the people these two children could come from their mother was his wife's sister. He was angered by the fact that his daughters were now sixteen, and he was just now finding out they were his daughters. He beat himself up for never realizing the family resemblance before.

Once everything was said and done, only Lauren decided to move in. A fact that both upset and elated him. Although Lauren decided to move in, her twin sister Shante decided to stay with the man she called 'father'. He'd always heard the girls call Dean father before, but now it bit at him. Chewed at him. Ate at him from the inside. What he hated the most was that he couldn't tell his own wife. She'd never understand.

She had tried. Many nights, when her father was asleep and Lauren had retired, Brooke would leave her drafting room and find Wilson in the kitchen staring pensively out the window. She tried to comfort him. He could remember being her support all those years ago. He couldn't open up to her though. She'd never understand.


Brooke never quit her job; Lauren was at school, and there was only so much of your father in law you could take. Wilson frequently excused himself to go grocery shopping even though the family didn't really need more food. In the past, Wilson enjoyed watching the families play. He'd dream the impossible, of a family with Brooke. He did this for years, until Dean started taking his baby twins to the park. Every day. At the time Wilson was walking past. He pushed the anger down. He had no one to talk too, and the one he should? Well she wouldn't understand.

It killed Brooke to watch her husband walk away. Something he did a lot now. She knew that he was going through a rough patch, although she didn't know how bad. Brooke felt betrayed. It was her twin sister that did this to her family. Of course, every time she reached out for him he'd find some way to walk away.

Noah, although not oblivious to the stress in his own home, was content. He still talked to all parties on a regular basis. His wife was gone, something he has finally learned to live with. Both of his daughters were adults and beautiful. Even though they had never fought this hard (or had any reason too), he knew they would eventually get over it. He now had four grandbabies (although he really wanted five). And now one of those grandchildren lived in his house.

He knew it was his time to go, and when the reaper came he gladly went home.