Page 65 of Blue Sky

Chapter Thirty-Three

Blueberry Muffin

Seven Months Later

Beck and I had a beautiful wedding on the beach of Coronado. My father walked me down the aisle and even my mother attended. She took one look at my father and burst into tears. He hugged her and they talked about the past. I prayed that she found some piece.

My sisters were thriving in school. Ana María took dance classes and Mónica decided to go out for the swim team. She was still boy crazy but at least, she now had other interests. She also wanted to attend college.

Beck and I had moved to Coronado, a few blocks away from my father. The girls spent so much time with them but they lived with us. My father and Jill were also happy to watch Sky any time I needed them too.

And Sky and I had so much fun together. We took mommy and me yoga, and mommy and me music. Every day I thanked my blessing for her and Beck.

I had quit my job but still attended school, where I planned to study sociology. And I still wanted to open a restaurant one day. But for now, I was content.

I placed a blanket down at Tidelands park in Coronado. Sky sat in the middle of it and snacked on her blueberry muffin. A stunning woman with icy blonde hair, designer sunglasses, a huge diamond and even a bigger belly walked over to me. She must’ve been at least eight months pregnant.

“Excuse me, you are so wonderful with that little girl. I was wondering, are you happy with your current job? I hear you speaking Spanish and I would love to have a bilingual nanny. How much are they paying you? I’m prepared to offer you a healthy bonus and health insurance. I’m due next month and we haven’t found a nanny.”

I gulped. Wow, did rich people just think they could buy people off? Even if I was still a nanny, I clearly was bonded to Sky. How horrible. But I gazed down at Sky's happy face, bouncy blonde locks, and bright blue eyes. When I reached for her hand, her creamy skin contrasted with mine.

“Oh, congratulations. I appreciate your offer, but I’m not Sky's nanny. I’m her mom. But nice to meet you. I’m Paloma. My husband and I just moved here. We love Coronado. I live up the street. Do you live nearby?”

The woman’s jaw dropped. And I got it. No matter what, I still didn't look like I belonged in this sea of wealthy people. I might never fit in with the wealthy residents of this town.

But I no longer cared what other people thought of me. When Sky looked up at me, she didn’t notice that my skin was darker and hers was lighter. All she saw was that I was her mother. Beck and Sky loved me. They saw me as part of their family.

And I finally realized, that was all that mattered.