*
I sat down at my easel to start my third painting. A peaceful feeling was restored throughout my body now that Ashlyn had been found guilty and sentenced to twenty-five years in prison with no possibility of parole. Connor was more relaxed, and so was I without the trial hanging over our heads. Julia was growing so fast, we could barely keep up with her. As the sunlight beamed through the windows, I decided to take advantage of the beautiful day and take Julia to Central Park. I grabbed my sketchpad and headed up to the penthouse. As I stepped off the elevator, I saw Mason and Julia in the living room.
“I’m giving you the afternoon off because I’m taking Julia to Central Park.”
“Oh goody, can I come?” Mason asked as he handed me the baby.
I felt bad telling him no, but I wanted to spend some time alone with my daughter.
“Aw, Mason. I’m sorry, but I really just want to spend some time alone with Julia. Considering all the shit that went on, I feel like a horrible mom that I haven’t spent as much time with her as I should.”
“I understand, Mama.” He smiled as he kissed me on the cheek.
“I do need you to do me a favor, though. I need you to go to the spa for me,” I said as I grabbed my purse and pulled out my wallet.
“What do you need from the spa?” he asked.
“I need you to get the works done: massage, manicure, and facial.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes,” I said as I handed him some money. “Consider this a perk because you have done so much for Connor and me, and we appreciate it. I know it isn’t much, but it’s a start.”
“Are you kidding? It’s awesome. Thank you, doll face!” he said excitedly as he kissed me and headed towards the elevator.
As I smiled and kissed Julia on the nose, I desperately wished that Connor could join us in the park, but he had back-to-back meetings all day, plus a conference call. I put Julia in her stroller, packed her diaper bag, grabbed a blanket, my drawing pad, pencils, and bottled water. After I made sure I had everything I needed, I pushed the stroller onto the elevator and walked to Central Park.
The flowers in the Conservatory Garden were as beautiful as always. As I was pushing Julia, I looked ahead and noticed there was no one in my favorite spot. When I reached it, I spread out the blanket on the grass, kicked off my shoes, and took Julia from her stroller.
“This is my favorite place, Julia. I hope that it’ll be yours too someday.”
I laid her down on the blanket and took off her socks. She started kicking and moving her arms around while making the cutest cooing sounds. I opened up my drawing pad and began drawing the picture I had envisioned for my painting. Looking over at Julia, I started to sketch a field of flowers. A few moments later, I heard my phone ring. As I pulled it from my bag, I smiled when I saw it was Connor calling.
“Look; it’s your daddy,” I said as I showed Julia the phone. “Hello,” I answered.
“Hey, baby, I was thinking we could have lunch together.”
“That sounds nice. What time?”
“How about now? Turn around,” he said.
I turned around and watched as Connor walked towards me with a bag in his hand. Grinning from ear to ear, I hung up and set my phone down.
“How did you know I was here?”
Before sitting down on the blanket, he kicked off his shoes and took off his socks. “I talked to Mason. I tried to call you earlier and it went straight to voicemail, so I called him and asked him to put you on the phone, and he told that me you and Julia were here,” he said as he sat down and kissed me.
“I thought you had back-to-back meetings and a conference call today?”
Connor picked up Julia and started playing with her. “I did. I had a couple of meetings already, but when I found out that my wife and daughter were in Central Park, I wanted to spend the day with them, so I cancelled the rest of my meetings.”
“I’m so happy you’re here with us.” I smiled as I stroked his cheek. “What’s in the bag?”
“Open it and find out.”
I picked up the bag and looked inside. “Aw, you brought us hot dogs.”
“I know how much you love them here.” He smiled.
As I took the hot dogs from the bag, Connor put Julia in her stroller.
“There’s something I need to discuss with you,” he said.
“Okay. What’s up?”
“I don’t want you to be mad that I didn’t discuss this with you first because it just sort of happened suddenly.”
As I gave him a worried look, he smiled and cupped my chin in his hand. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad.”
I let out a sigh of relief as he began to tell me what he did. “I’ve invested in Vinnie’s art gallery in Chicago. I’m now his partner.”