“How is she?” Arthur asks as he and the family sit in the kitchen.
“She knows she hasn’t much left in her, this flu got her quickly” he sighed as he filled a glass of water.
“MOMMY!” screams of his daughter came from up stairs as the family ran to her only to find her crying at her mothers side who was no longer breathing.
“Ada take Gypsy” Ada rushed to the girl to take her from her mothers side but she didn't go without kicking and screaming, finally as Ada left with Gypsy Arthur, Finn and Isaiah stood at Libby’s side watching as the colour drained from her face and she laid still.
“No Lib no” the voice of Tommy stood at the door as all three heads stared at him as he stared at his now dead daughter he walked to her side kneeling and taking her cold hand “no baby no please, im sorry” he dropped his head to her hand as he cried. The three boys sat at Libby's bedside with Tommy for as long as they could.