Over the
next few months Bill spent all his spare moments thinking up ways to spend his next twenty-four
hours with Verity. He thought up plan after plan, trying to think of things she had never had a
chance to experience before. He found that he missed her just as much as before but it was
different this time. Now he knew why she had left he wasn't tormented by theories of where she was
or who she was with. Instead when he missed her he could look at her photograph and remember the
time they had enjoyed together. His flat was filled with reminders of her now. Everything he did,
whether he was sitting by his pond or mopping the bathroom floor, evoked memories of Verity. At
last it was Halloween. Bill had ensured that he got plenty of sleep beforehand so he could enjoy
the twenty-four hours as much as possible. As the station clock struck midnight, he was stood on
the platform near the spot where he had last seen Verity. Because he was looking for her, he
spotted the first faint shimmer that gradually firmed into her outline. Her eyes were closed and
she swayed for a moment as her body took form and substance. Then she opened her eyes and smiled at
Bill. "I'm back," she announced. "Since I missed out on my good-bye kiss, can I have two hello
kisses instead?" "You can have all the kisses you want," Bill said, sweeping her into his arms. He
held her tight, convincing himself that she was real flesh and blood and not a figment of his
imagination. "Welcome back," he said, showering kisses over every inch of her face. "It's so nice
to have you right here waiting for me," Verity told him. "Thank you for being here again." "It's my
pleasure," Bill assured her. "Come on, give me that bag and let's get out of this depressing
place." "That's fine by me," Verity said. "Are we going to your flat?" "We can do," Bill replied.
"I did have another plan though. If you hate the idea it doesn't matter, but I thought I'd give you
the option." "What's the plan?" Verity inquired. "How would you like to go on holiday?" Bill asked.
"My uncle has a time share in the Canary Islands we can have the use of. A plane leaves from
Newcastle airport in just over an hour that can take us there. It will be hot and sunny and since
it's a timeshare I can book now to make sure I'm there to meet you in February 2000. But if you
hate the idea, there's lots of other things we can do." "No, I love it," Verity told him
enthusiastically. "It's a wonderful plan. But what am I going to do for clothes or a passport? I
don't have any kind of birth certificate you know." "I know it's not strictly legal but I borrowed
a passport from my cousin. You look vaguely alike, same height, same colouring. They don't look
that closely at the pictures so I think we'll get away with it. If they do spot anything, we'll
just say we picked up the wrong passport by mistake," Bill said. "And I've brought you stacks of
summer clothes so you should be able to find something you like. I even remembered your red bikini
that you left in my car. So what do you say? Do you fancy the idea?" "Let me see, do I want to go
on an aeroplane, something I've always dreamed of doing, so I can spend the day under a hot sun
with the man I love? You have to ask me if it's something I fancy doing?" Verity asked teasingly.
"Come on, if we miss that flight I'll be devastated. You have the best ideas, Bill!" Verity was
bubbling over with excitement all the way through their journey. The airport fascinated her and she
wasn't the least bit frightened during the take-off. Bill managed to convince the cabin crew to let
her have a tour of the cockpit, which thrilled her. When they landed it was still dark but by the
time they reached the apartment complex and unpacked the sun was up. Bill had to persuade Verity to
stop and have some breakfast before they headed out to the beach, she was so eager to get going.
They were among the first tourists on the beach and they wandered along the water's edge until they
found a small cove they liked the look of. There was a small stone circle, just big enough for the
two of them. Once inside, they were sheltered from the wind and curious eyes. They spent the whole
day there until sundown. They played in the waves and built sandcastles on the beach. Verity hadn't
wanted to bother with sunblock but Bill insisted, not wanting her to get burnt. When she found it
meant that he regularly rubbed the cool liquid all over her skin she soon warmed to the idea and
insisted on making sure he was protected from the sun too. Inevitably they would end up making
love, the sun and their exertions coating their bodies with slippery sweat. Then they dived in the
ocean to clean up and had to reapply the sunblock. Bill had brought Verity a selection of dresses
to choose from, and he took her out to the best restaurant on the island. They had a wonderful
evening that was the perfect end to their day. As it approached midnight, they walked back down to
the beach and chose a spot for Verity to disappear from. Verity had been anxious that something
would happen to prevent Bill meeting her on the beach over three years later. Bill had carefully
planned things though and everything worked out exactly to schedule. He had even managed to find a
flight that landed back in Newcastle just before midnight on February 29th. They had another
wonderful day in the sun, then they found a quiet corner of the arrivals lounge and Verity
disappeared. On the following Halloween, Bill was late to meet Verity for the first time. There had
been an accident on the motorway and he had been considerably delayed. He ran into the arrivals
lounge of Newcastle airport, over half an hour late. They had arranged to meet at the coffee shop
should they miss each other for any reason, so Bill headed straight there. He was relieved to spot
her immediately, but then his heart sank as he noticed she was quietly crying into her tea.
"Verity, darling, I'm so sorry I was late," he said, taking her hand. "I didn't mean to be and I'm
going to make sure I never am again." "It's not that," Verity replied, tears still trickling down
her face. "I just know you are going to hate me." "Verity!" Bill protested indignantly. "I can't
think of anything you could possibly do that could make me hate you. What are you talking about?"
"This," she said, and stood up. Bill's jaw dropped open as he took in the swell of her pregnant
stomach stretching her dress. "This is a practical joke, right?" he asked unsteadily. "You've
stuffed a pillow or something up there." "No," Verity told him sadly. "This is a real baby. I
didn't know this could happen." "Neither did I," Bill said. "If I had known I'd have taken
precautions." "It's not your fault, Bill," Verity reassured him. "I did have a period one day, back
in 1964. I should have been more careful. But it's my responsibility, not yours, Bill." "You know,
I never thought I'd be angry with you Verity but I am now," Bill said. "You are the woman I love,
that baby is as much mine as yours, the result of our love. How dare you say I have no
responsibilities?" Verity smiled at him through her tears. "That's exactly why I love you Bill,"
she confessed. "I've been sat here thinking you would be so upset and I forgot what a wonderful,
caring man you are." She suddenly stopped talking and gripped the table, her face contorted with
pain. "Verity, are you OK?" Bill asked, putting his arm round her. "Here sit down. What's wrong? Is
the baby kicking you?" "Not exactly," Verity told him. "It's a contraction. My waters broke almost
the moment I got here and the contractions are getting more frequent. The baby is trying to be
born." "What! Right now," Bill demanded. "Believe me, it was as big a shock to me as it is to you,"
Verity said wryly. "What are we going to do, Bill? I can't go to a hospital.

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fill in the paperwork? Date of Birth, February 29th 1900, that's going to go down well." "Don't
panic," Bill said, producing his mobile phone. "One of my sisters-in-law is a midwife. I'm going to
phone her and get her to meet us. It's going to take at least half an hour to get to the flat, do
you think you can last that long?" "I think so. But Bill, I'm not full term. It's only been eight
months. And who knows what happened to the baby when I disappeared. What if there's complications?"
Verity asked. "I don't want our baby to suffer because of me." "If there's complications we'll deal
with them when they happen," Bill replied firmly. "If necessary, we'll go to the hospital and just
lie on the forms. But worrying is not going to help anyone. Now I'm going to bring the car round to
the entrance and I'll meet you there. Can you manage to walk there OK?" "I'll be fine," Verity said
bravely. "If I get another contraction I'll just sit down on someone's suitcase until it passes.
But Bill, please hurry." It was the most nerve-wracking journey of Bill's life. He drove as fast as
he dared. He had put Verity in the back and in his mirror he could see her biting her lip as the
contractions increased in frequency and intensity. Fortunately, there wasn't much traffic in the
early hours of a Tuesday morning, not even on the A1. When they reached his flat, his brother and
his sister-in-law were already waiting. Between the three of them, they managed to get Verity
inside and settled on the bed. Bill hoped he never had to go through such a terrifying time ever
again. He refused to leave Verity's side but stayed with her throughout. He put cool cloths on her
forehead and let her squeeze his hand until the bones creaked in protest. The sight of Verity's
blood turned his stomach but his sister-in-law seemed confident enough. Halfway through his parents
arrived with an aunt who had assisted at lots of births. Bill knew he would have lots of questions
to answer later but for now his family were just being supportive. Eventually, after several
stressful hours, he heard a weak cry and his sister-in-law held up his newborn child. "It's a
girl," she announced. The babe was wiped and wrapped in a warm blanket and passed to the exhausted
Verity. Bill looked down in wonder at the pink wrinkled face, unable to believe that he had just
become a father. "Are there any complications?" he asked anxiously, looking at Verity's pale face.
"Are they both OK?" "Everything looks fine," his aunt reassured him. "It was a long labour so it's
natural for Verity to be so tired. And the baby is slightly smaller than normal but you did say she
was a month early. It would be advisable to get them checked out by a doctor, just in case." "No
doctors," Verity murmured, cuddling her child. She rested her head against Bill's chest with a sigh
and smiled up at him. "Don't worry," Bill told her. "I'm going to take care of everything." He
looked up to see his aunt and sister-in-law regarding him disapprovingly. "It's complicated," he
said defensively. "What about your cousin Wasim?" his Dad suggested. "He's almost a doctor. He'd be
better than no one." "Yeah, thanks, Dad," Bill said. "Would you mind giving him a call for us?"
"Right, and now the rest of you need to get out too," his sister-in-law said firmly. "The new
mother needs to rest and regain her strength and no doubt the baby could do some peace as well. If
you just sit in that chair for a moment, Verity, we'll get this bed changed and then you can settle
down for a nap." Verity passed him their daughter while she moved as instructed. Bill held the tiny
bundle containing his child as carefully as possible, terrified that he would drop it. Then the
baby's eyes fluttered open and looked directly at him. Bill looked back in wonder, immensely
flattered when she blew a few bubbles. "She smiled at me," he announced proudly. "Verity, she
looked at me and smiled. She's got your wonderful smile." "And your beautiful eyes," Verity said.
"What are we going to call her," Bill asked, tenderly placing the baby in Verity's arms. "How about
'Dawn' in memory of that morning at Washington Monument," Verity suggested. "You old romantic,"
Bill teased, smoothing a lock of Verity's hair back from her face. "I'd like to call her 'Hope' as
well." "Why Hope," Verity asked. "I like it, it's a lovely name but why did you pick it?" "Because
this miracle has given me hope that your curse may be broken," Bill told her. Verity cast a worried
glance at the members of his family that were still lingering. "Don't worry, I'm going to have to
tell some of them all about it anyway," Bill said. "But don't you think that this may change
things. It all started with your birth at the beginning of this century and now you've had a child
right at the end of the century. And unlike your poor mother, you gave birth surrounded by a loving
family and I love you and the baby. Surely that's enough to break any curse." "Do you think it's
possible?" Verity asked uncertainly. "Yes, I do," Bill said firmly. "And so will you, if you just
think about it. Now I know you hate to sleep, but this time you need to rest. I'll stay until you
doze off and I'll wake you up in a couple of hours as you'll both be hungry by then." As he had
expected, Bill faced a barrage of questions from his family. He told them as much as he thought
they would understand. When most of them had left to see what they could find in the way of baby
clothes and equipment, Bill took his Dad aside and told him the full story and his plans. Although
he was concerned for both Bill and Verity and Hope, his Dad was amazingly supportive and
understanding. The day passed quickly with Bill's family arriving with gifts and congratulations.
Verity was overwhelmed by their kindness and Hope was soon ensconced in a cradle, wrapped up in a
pair of pyjamas much too big for her and an embroidered blanket. Bill couldn't keep the proud smile
off his face ashe watched his family welcome Verity and Hope into their midst. Finally, everyone
went home and Bill and Verity were alone with their new daughter. Bill sat in the big armchair,
Verity sat on his knees holding Hope in her arms. As the hands on the clock approached midnight
they both grew silent. "I'd best get ready, just in case," Verity said eventually. "No," Bill said
holding her tight. "The curse is broken, you just have to believe that." "But what if it isn't,"
Verity asked. "What if you're wrong?" "If I'm wrong, then whatever happens to you will just have to
happen to me and Hope too," Bill said firmly. "Bill, no," Verity protested. "I'm not going to risk
that, not for you or Hope." "So what are we supposed to do?" Bill asked. "A little girl needs her
mother, especially when she's not even a day old. And what happens as she grows up, how is she
going to have any kind of relationship with you when you'll miss most of her childhood? You can't
tell me that's what you want. And what about me? It tears my heart out each time you leave and it
feels like half of my soul is missing until you return." "So what are you planning on doing?"
Verity inquired. "Nothing, since I'm convinced Hope has broken your curse," Bill told her calmly.
"But if by any chance you do go, well Hope and I will be coming with you." "Bill, are you
absolutely sure?" Verity asked. "More sure than I've ever been of anything in my life. I love you,
Verity, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, not waiting for you." "Oh Bill, I love
you too." They shared a long lingering kiss, and then Verity rested her head on his shoulder. Bill
wrapped his arms around his family and held them close as he watched the clock strike midnight.

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