Chapter 115: Curiosity found a cat

Curiosity and the underlying never dying urge to be free from the walls that surrounded me was the main reason I chose to go for a walk with Esmee. I had always been a very curious kind of person and when I was a child it was often said I was a lot like Alice in wonderland. Truth be told they were probably right. It would have been so like me to be late to turn up to my own birthday party or something because I was following a white rabbit with a pocket watch down a hole. Probably not a good idea to mention that to Dr. Jordan.  Of course finding out who buttercup was turned out to be too much of a temptation even now in my weekend self.

The day was warm again and the sun shone proudly fighting its way through and around any clouds that happened to be defiant enough to try and stop it. Birds chirped out their own little songs from the tress that were around and the flowers that grew in the flower beds reached up their heads towards the sun. In any other persons eyes it would have been beautiful and it was, even to me but everything as always just seemed to be tinted grey and out of reach for my mind to see.

Esmee walked slowly not talking and I followed beside her letting the sun warm my face and dry off my wet hair, It had felt like a long time since I had been able to walk in the outside for no other reason other than walking and I was enjoying it in my own way even if it was only because I knew it would be helping to burn off some calories. As we turned the corner and had to walk closer to the hedge a little meow made me jump bringing me back to where I was and what I was doing.

“Ah.” Esmee said crouching down facing the hedge “Here comes buttercup,” and as if on cue a gloriously fluffy looking black and white cat trotted out of the hedge and started rubbing its head against Esmee’s legs purring loudly at her. “She‘s the hospitals cat.” Esmee said to me as she picked up the fluff ball into her arms. “Well she doesn’t come into the unit itself but she has her food and things in the laundry at the back. I think she’s gorgeous. Do you like cats Mi?” Esmee asked

“I love them.” I said smiling at the purring buttercup. “She is just beautiful.” I added as I tickled her under the chin and she purred more loudly.

“Emmet and I have an ancient old ginger tom called Toast.” Esmee said starting to walk again as she continued to scratch the top of buttercups head. “He only has half a tail and he’s losing big patches of his fur now, not to mention the fact that he smells bad but he has a good nature and is patient with our daughter who likes to drag him around like a cuddly toy,” Esmee giggled to herself.

“Your daughter?” I questioned.

“Oh of course you wouldn’t know, not many do. Emmet and I are married. Have been for five years now, and we got a two year old daughter.”

I let a smile spread across my face and a warm feeling fill up my body like I hadn’t felt in a long time as I saw the diamond glinting on Esmee’s ring. I actually felt truly happy at this news. Only someone as spectacularly caring as Emmet would be the perfect match for Esmee and her unending compassion. It was a fairy tale marriage.

“What’s your daughter called?” I asked looking up at Esmee’s face smiling.

“Amelia” Esmee said her face beaming back at me as she rocked the cat from side to side like she was remembering the first time she held her daughter in her arms, “but we all call her Mia. She is so beautiful, but then again I think it might be a thing with all Mia’s I have never met one that wasn’t beautiful.”