The Point

It was that time of year again; the time where the seasons are changing from spring to summer, when the fresh morning dew sits delicately on the grass and flowers, as the sweet morning sun filters softly over everything in sight.

I sat down on the old wooden bench as I pulled my cardigan across my chest and crossed my arms. I let out a deep sigh as I looked out across the village below coming to life in the early morning light. The newsagent was opening the corner shop and sending the paperboy off on his morning rounds, the milkman was delivering to the cottages and shop as the paperboy cycled past. Closing my eyes I let the sun envelop me, everything fell silent as if the world had paused in front of me for a moment.

I felt a hand on my shoulder bringing me back to life with a jolt of fright. I let out an ear pitching squeal as I jumped up and spun around. ''Maria!! God damn it, you scared me half to death!'' I yelled at her.

''Calm yourself, you'll give yourself a coronary!'' she giggled.

I laughed with her as I wrapped my arms around her hugging her tightly.

''What's the plan for today then?'' she asked.

We broke our embrace and walked over to the old tower where our names are carved. Running my hand across it I looked at her.

''How long is it now... eighteen years? Nineteen years?'' I smiled.

''Nineteen years, smart ass you know that!'' she scowled.

''I know. How can I forget the day we first met! I've been stuck with you ever since,'' I smiled as I walked around to the bench.

''Cheeky bitch!'' she giggled, pushing my shoulder.

We sat down side by side, holding each others' hand. Looking out over the village, we sat for a while until the church bells rung ten.

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That afternoon we met back up at The Point with my four year old son Zach. We were going to teach him how to fly a kite and have a picnic since it was such a nice day. Zach and I arrived at The Point late. Maria had already set down the blanket for the picnic and was laying on it soaking up the sun.

''Auntie Maria!!!'' Zach shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran over to her and jumped on top of her.

''Argh!! Zach!'' she yelled as he landed onto her stomach.

''Hiya...'' he grinned at her.

Maria could not stop laughing as she tickled him, and he squealed at the top of his lungs.

''Stop it! Stop it Auntie Maria!'' he giggled and gasped for breath.

Maria stopped and helped Zach up onto his feet, hugging him tightly.

''What's that?'' he asked with a puzzled look on his face as he pointed towards the far end of the blanket.

''That's a kite, your mum and I are gonna teach you how to fly it, Buddy,'' Maria smiled.

I watched as they walked over to the kite hand in hand. I smiled widely as I watched my little man and my best friend having a good time. Maria unraveled the kite and showed Zach what to do as she ran with it into the wind before releasing it and Zach having full control over it.

''Look Mama, LOOK!'' he smiled brightly.

''I see baby, I see it. You're doing it all by yourself.'' My little man, I thought to myself as I watched with tears in my eyes.

They played with the kite until the wind died down and Zach got hungry. He came running over to me as I was sat on the blanket; he hugged me tight.

''Love you lots, Mama.'' He kissed my nose.

''Love you more, Munchkin.'' I smiled kissing his nose and hugging him tightly, lifting him up and rolling onto the blanket kissing him all over.

''Stop Mama. Stop it! I'm hungry,'' he giggled.

''Okay baby, there's sandwiches in the box. Cheese and ham or tuna. And some juice boxes.'' I smiled as I got up and walked across to Maria.

She was standing at the tower; the only remaining part of the castle that used to be on top of The Point. Her hand was on the side of the tower tracing something. The closer I moved towards her I knew what she was tracing, our names from years ago. Zach followed close behind me, chomping on a cheese sandwich and tugging at my trousers.

''What's Auntie Maria doing?'' he asked with a mouthful of sandwich.

That is Aunt Maria's and my name. We did it years ago, babe,'' I told him as I lifted him up onto my hip to see.

''Is that your name too, Mama?'' he pointed looking at me.

''Erm...Yeah baby, that's Daddy's name and that's mine.'' I smiled with tears in my eyes.

Zach pushed down and jumped out my arms, running over to get juice leaving me stood staring at our names carved into the stone as he called over Maria to help him.

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As the sun began to fade the cool air suddenly appeared all around us making my arm hairs stand on edge, Billy wrapped his big strong arms across my back holding me closely as I wriggled underneath them and made my way up to kiss him.

I gently brushed my nose against his playfully before kissing him softly. I laid a trail of butterfly kisses down his chin and throat stopping at his collarbone and inhaling deeply; taking in the scent of his Joop aftershave and sweet sweat mixture.

''What are you doing babe?'' he asked looking down at me with one eyebrow raised.

''Making a memory, I love how you smell,'' I smiled kissing his neck and lips.

''Do you remember the first day we met?'' he smiled.

''I do...'' I smirked.

''You walked into my college class with your red hair, piercing green eyes, freckles and those dimples when you smile! Melted my heart. My strawberry JAM.'' He closed his eyes picturing the day.

''You were the first person ever to call me strawberry JAM. No one else ever dared!'' I kissed him hard, pulling on his hair.

''But you are strawberry JAM. Your strawberry hair and your name, but your MY strawberry JAM.'' He kissed me back just as hard.

''Let's make another memory,'' he smiled, rolling me over and lying in between my legs.

''Oh yeah?'' I smiled and bit my lip innocently.

Billy lent down and kissed me slow but passionately as he held my arms beside my head with our fingers entwined. He stared down at me with his haunting blue eyes that could penetrate into the soul. He let go of my hands as we remained lip-locked, I ran them down his back dragging my nails before reaching his jeans. I reached around and unzipped them and pushed them down, and then I looked up at him waiting to see what he would do.

I bit my lip and reached into his jeans, pulling out his cock and slowly stroking; he moaned into my mouth as we kissed, but before long he reached down to remove my panties, but to his shock I wasn't wearing any. He took hold of his hard cock with newly found purpose, and rubbed the bulbous head along my lips and clitoris. I gasped and closed my eyes as he rubbed my clit; every touch was like a little electric shock to my body. I arched my back in pleasure as he lined up to enter me.

Slowly he plunged into the warmth of my undercarriage as I let out a slow growling gasp. Gradually we picked up rhythm, our bodies connecting, moving as one. Billy inch by inch teasingly pulled my top up to reveal my very sensitive and hard pink nipples which he devoured immediately, making me go crazy. I gripped onto his back a little too tightly as he was enveloped in my bosom. It wasn't long until I heard him yelp.

''Arghhh...Jess!! You're hurting me!!'' he groaned loudly.

''I'm sorry I didn't realize.'' I kissed him.

''It's fine, babe. Just be more gentle,'' he smiled as he kissed me back.

Holding me close he rolled over to let me be in control and ride him to orgasm. As I slowly picked up speed his hands crept up my stomach to my very full C cup breasts. Billy massaged and played with my breasts and nipples as I began to orgasm; tweaking and rolling my nipples between his fingers with purpose. I continued to ride him slowly until he grabbed my ass, helping me to slide up and down on his hard wet shaft before he started to fill me full of cum. I collapsed onto of his sweat covered chest, breathing heavily.

''I love you, to the moon and back my strawberry JAM,'' he told me as he kissed my forehead.

''I love you, forever and always,'' I smiled. We lay together until the cold became almost unbearable. As he removed his cock from inside of me his cum slowly seeped out and onto the blanket as I lay on my back.

He got up and walked over to the tower, pulling out his switchblade, and started to etch something into it as I lay on the blanket watching him. I got somewhat cleaned up and presentable before walking over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist, my head against his back listening to his heartbeat.

I heard the click of the switchblade closing then his warm hands on mine as he pulled me in front of him holding me against him facing the tower.

''Look babe, this will be here as a reminder forever.'' He kissed the back of my head as he ran his hand across my stomach, turning me around and pushing me against the tower.

''I love it...'' I smiled as our noses touched, lips so close but not touching, staring into each others' eyes.

My phone rang making us both jump.

''Hello... Hi dad... Uh huh... I'm on my way... I... Erm... Missed the bus. I'm getting a lift. I'll be home soon. Promise.'' I had my hand over Billy's mouth shaking my head.

''I have to go NOW.'' I told him with a serious face.

We left The Point in a hurry, grabbing the blanket and our jackets before Billy drove me home on his Kawasaki motorbike.

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''Jessie...Jessie!'' Maria nudged me.

''Mama..., Mama...,''Zach tugged on the hem of my top.

''Huh? What?'' I asked.

''You were just stood there staring like a zombie at the tower... You okay?'' she asked.

''Yeah... Yes I'm... okay.'' I smiled a false smile looking back at the stone and walking to the bench to sit down.

''Mama..., Mama..., can I have my name with you and daddies?'' Zach smiled widely.

''Yeah babe, ask Aunt Maria to do it... okay?'' I smiled, kissing him on the forehead and patting his bum as he walked away.

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It was a warm autumn evening. Billy had picked me up to go for a drive on his Kawasaki motorbike and as per usual we ended up at The Point, our favourite place. This particular night he seemed preoccupied, distracted and out of sorts. We were sitting on the bench looking out over the village, watching the world go by.

''What's wrong babes?'' I asked frowning.

''Nothing...'' he smiled.

''You sure? You okay?'' I placed my hand on his knee.

He took my hand in his and slid off the bench onto his knees.

''Jessica-Ann Murray... Will you marry me? Will you make me the happiest guy ever? Will you marry me?'' He looked at me like a little boy.

The colour drained from my face, my eyebrows raised to a higher place than I had ever felt and my mouth was wide open staring at him.

''Well...'' he paused scared.

''YES! Of course! YES!'' I jumped onto him kissing him.

We fell back onto the ground in front of the bench, kissing, and hugging.

''Wait!'' he stopped me. ''You need to get your ring'' he smiled.

Opening a small red velvet box revealed a silver ring with tiny square diamonds all the way round it. He pushed it on my finger as we sat on the bench hugging and kissing.

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I came back to reality with a thud as it started to pour down with rain on our picnic. We squealed as we ran, grabbing our things on the way, and by the time we reached the car we were soaked right through.

As we sat looking out at the rain pounding off the windows, another memory was coming flooding back.

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Seven months pregnant at the time, I was wearing a long flowing flowery maxi dress covering my huge bump in the autumn heat as I left the hospital from my latest scan. I flipped out my mobile and dialed Billy's number as I walked down the street away from the hospital looking at the photos of little bump I had just gotten from the scan.

''Hello... Who is this?'' A strange voice asked.

''I'm Jessica, who is this? Why do you have my fiancé's phone?'' I asked a little panicked as Billy said he was meeting me at the hospital for the scan.

''Erm... Miss... There's been an accident. I'm PC Devlin, I'm the attending officer. Can you come down to the station or can I send someone over to collect you?'' he asked.

''WHAT! Where? How? Is Billy okay?!'' I burst into tears.

''Main Street at the junction of Church Street, Miss. About 400 yards from the hospital. I would prefer to talk to you face to face,'' he said plainly as it started to drizzle with rain.

''Main Street???'' I hung up the phone and began to run toward the location clutching my belly.

I got closer by the second I could see the fire trucks, ambulances and police cars, I got a terrible feeling in my gut. People standing around the police tape like it was some sort of show for their enjoyment, the rain started to pour down as I got to the crowd but none of them moved even with the rain.

''Billy!!!'' I screamed as I pushed through the crowd.

''Billy!!! Where's Billy!? I'm his fiancée!'' I screamed at the top of my lungs still clutching my huge belly and panting.

''I'm PC Devlin Mi... My god you're pregnant... Erm... Miss you shouldn't be here.'' he said patronizing me.

''Where's my fiancé? Tell me!!'' I cried loudly pushing the tape over me as I walked into the crash site.

''MISS! Please you don't want to see this. Trust me. Not in your condition. Please...'' he pleaded leading me to his car.

''Where is Billy?'' I asked with a false calmness.

''I'm sorry to have to tell you this but I'm afraid he is dead Miss,'' the officer told me. I fell to my knees sobbing, holding my belly, rocking back and forth. ''Please, Miss. Let me take you home.'' He knelt down hugging me to try and console me.

''My name is Jessica. And I want to see my fiancé. Now!'' I told him with anger.

''No, not right now Jessica. I will take you home and once the coroner has cleaned him up I will personally escort you to see him for a formal I.D. Okay?'' he told me firmly.

I nodded as he helped me to my feet and into his car.

''Billy and I had planned to get married two months ago but little bump made us postpone the ceremony until he was born.'' I told Devlin on the drive home as I rubbed my belly. ''How did it happen, PC Devlin?'' I asked staring at him.

''A drunk driver ran the lights and hit him full on, on his bike, he really had no chance against the jeep. I am so sorry, Jessica.'' he put his hand on my hand squeezing it a little.

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''Mama..., Mamma...,'' Zach's voice brought me back to sitting in the car soaked through like I was that day Billy died.

''Hmm baby...what's wrong?'' I asked looking in the rear view mirror.

''Can we go to the swing park?'' he grinned.

''It's a little wet for that, is it not?'' I smiled.

''We're already wet Mama. A little bit more won't kill us. It will be fun. Pleassssse?'' He smiled his cute little smile.

''Well... I guess so... What do you think Maria?'' I turned to her.

''Sounds good to me.''

I smiled as I started the car and drove to the swing park.

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It was that time of year again; the time where the seasons are changing from spring to summer, when the fresh morning dew sits delicately on the grass and flowers as the sweet morning sun filters softly over everything in sight. I feel the cool breeze brush against my cheek, all the memories I shared with friends, fiancé and my son in this special place come flooding back to me.

As I stand alone behind my family, friends and my son as they are staring at the tower and down onto the village, I try to understand why they are all here at The Point dressed all in black and crying. They release ashes into the gentle morning breeze from the place I treasured most in my heart, the place I had so many memories with them. I suddenly realize it is MY ashes.

I am reliving all the memories and experiences I ever had throughout my life at The Point before moving on to a better place and finally getting to be with my beloved.

Then it hit me, it begins to filter back to me; how I died.

Zach was just about to turn four when it started, a cough, a slight wheezing, until I started coughing up blood; I went straight to the doctors about it. After preliminary tests I was told I had lung cancer and only a few months left; spend it with the ones I love and make some memories for them to remember me by. That is exactly what I did, so my son would remember me the fun, happy loving mama I was.

Billy and I will watch over our son for the rest of his life until we one day will meet again.