Follow The Sun When you feel #life coming down on you like a heavy wave, when you feel this crazy society adding to the strain, take a strol to the nearest waters and remember your place, many moons have risen and fallen long long before you came so which ways the wind blowing and what does your heart say? - Xavier Rudd

Remembering Frankie Chapter 11 FRANKIE "Go fish" "Got any threes" "Go fish" Kate lent down picked up her card and flashing a smile picked out her pair and placed it on the woolen carpet. The phone buzzed in the kitchen and she jumped up to retrieve it. Felling around the soft carpet, hands sinking in. Kate strode into the room smiling and handing the phone to se said. "It's for you" she winked and I stood up leaving her there. "Hello" "Do you want to get an ice-cream" Smiling I replied, "It's about 13 degrees" "Do you want to ummm" I could almost hear him thinking. "Can I come over?" I asked smiling a little. "Yes" I put the phone next to my sister. Smiling she got up and packed up the cards not waiting for an explanation. I picked up my keys and pulled on my grey wool jumper opened up the front door. "Thanks Kate" My fingers twirled around like dancers on his stomach as we huddled up together under his warm silky blankets. The wind was cold and it whisped through the window letting the pale curtains fly in the wind. I let him bend down and kiss my lips softly pulling away he smiled and lay backdown I fell to his chest once again. We lay side by side matching each others movements I lifted my arms and he copied in the same silly way. Dorky smiles on our faces we left to make pancakes. Flour was thrown around the room creating a haze as our convocation deepened I sat on the bench as he lent up against me I tangled my hand through his dark mat of hair. "I love you Frankie Mae Alaska" "I love you to Clay Bear Wood" We toddled backed to bed with our stack of honey covered pancakes dripping down onto cold floor. "You know," Clay signed as he slid a pancake straight into his mouth, "We could go, we could go places" "Where do you want to go Clay" I asked him honey dripped onto my chin, his finger was there to scoop it up. "I don't know somewhere where we can escape everything and anything" he jumped up. The pancakes fell to the ground. "Like my Cancer" I said sadness suddenly coming over me. Clay knelt down next to me and held my hands he spoke firmly. "We will beat this Frankie" he started to say. "Clay" "No Frankie stop denying it. I want no I need to bet this for us. For everyone." "Ok" He smiled jumped back onto the bed and pulled me on top of him.

Remembering Frankie Chapter 10 FRANKIE I am going to die. It is obvious I don't know why they try and cure me because we are all born to die. Some sooner than others. "How long?" "2 to 3 months" I nodded at the clouds. "You know you have longer you will get better Frankie I will do everything I can-" "Why did you ask" I snapped. "Well I don't know. I just know we will-" "Clay stop" I whispered. "You will get better we can make-" "Clay stop" I said louder tears threatening to break down the wall which where my eyes but he kept on. "We could even" he looked over. "Clay Stop!" tears strode down my cheeks. I stood and began to run. The streets became a blur and so did everyone with it until colors became mixed and nothing could be seen at all.

You You are my rock Not like a stone Your hard to touch But not to Rough We talk as friends But think we're lovers

Remembering Frankie Chapter 9 We where always together. At the park, river, hospital or at soccer matches for 8-9 year old girls and boys we had never met before. I guess we wanted to soak up what time we had together. "Yellow or Green?" she asked as we sat on the hospital bed together waiting for her doctor. "Do we have to talk about it Frankie?" I said moaning. "I know! Clay Pot, Any color exept for Black, rainbow maybe even light browns are ok. Just no black" She said writing it down. "Frankie please" I said holding back tears that threatened to push out of my eyes held shut. She looked up and saw my face as I lowered it. She wiggled in the bed until she was sitting behind me. Hooked her legs around my front and leaned on my back covered by a thick woolen jumper. "Clay, I want to do this even less than you. So let's stop and go to a waterside!" she said enthusiastically. "Frankie we have to wait for the doctor" I sighed. I watched her as she gazed out the small window of the hospital room. Most looked out on airports or railways but Frankie's looked out over the bay you could see the waves crashing on the shore and at night when everyone had turned of there lights you could here the waves as they rolled upon the cold sand. She always looked out of that window sometimes you could see her not listening as the doctors talked about cures and surgeries. She would just stare out the window dreaming of a better place. "So Frankie I believe that what we are doing will help in time." Doctor Mill trailed off. In time? What does he mean by in time? Frankie will get better she has to get better. I grip her hand her small petit hand flopping in mine as he left the room letting in a flood of Frankie's family. "Did he say it's working"screeched Frankie's mum "Are we going to go home?" was another. "What do we do next" was the third. Frankie slithered back down into her sheet creating a fort for her and I letting the voices drown out as we clung to each other. "Frankie please are you all right?" pleaded Tracey her mum. I slipped my head out from underneath the fort and told Tracey what the doctor said. She sees to perked up though I didn't when I heard what he had to say.