I laid Bentley on his race car bed in his room that he shared with Dillon. Mom and Dad only planned to have another baby after I was all better, but when I got sick again a couple years later it was put off. That's why there is almost a 10 year difference between Dillon and Me and Wyatt. The story is they thought it would be better if they didn't have any more kids, after what happened to me, but I told them I wanted a little brother. No sister, I'm my daddy's angle. No one is taking my spot, and I'm not sharing. Boy did Mom laugh at that. Dad just smiled and held me. So about 2 months later I got the second best news in my life. I went into remission at the age of 9. Well the first time I went into remission was when I was about a year and a half. My Dad held me tightly in his arms crying as I sat there not really knowing what was going on. Well when we got home Mom already looked happy but when Dad told her she was spinning around in circles. It was a sight. Then she told me I am going to get a little brother or sister, and me being the cute 9 year old I was said 'better be a boy or else Mommy, I'm not sharing.' Of course it was. Dillon Hunter Williams was born a happy healthy screaming pooping machine. Wyatt was happy to have a little brother to play with now, well Jay was like his brother, but older. I was happy it wasn't a girl. I know but hey, I like my Daddy to be mine.
Dad* Why hello there Daughter. How are you?
Me* I'm good Daddy. How are you?
Dad* I'm as good as good can be here Baby. How are your brothers? Is Wyatt doing good in school?
Me* Yes Dad he has been doing his work. I have been helping him.
Dad* And Dillon? Has he been any less 'I want to stay up and watch this'?
Me* Nope. He is still up watching the end of the SpongeBob movie right now.
Dad* Why doesn't the surprise me?
Me* Because he is as stubborn as you. It just shows he is your son.
Dad* So true. How's Bentley? Is he sleeping in his own bed?
Me*Well we got him a race car bed that he loves so much it's kind of funny. But yeah he sleeps in it now.
Dad* Is he still trying to be like Dill?
Me* Oh of course. He tries to stay up but always passes out before it gets too late.
Dad* That's good. When I get home Dillon and I have to have a nice long talk together. So how are you baby girl?
Me* I'm okay Dad.
Dad* Just okay? Is something wrong? Have you gone to the doctor? Do I need to call your Grandfather about this?
Me* Dad calm down
Dad* Bailey Williams answer my question.
Me* Dad I'm fine. When I went to the doctor he said there was no sign of any cancer.
Dad* Good. You scared me Baby.
Me* I'm sorry. Everything is fine. I promise. Okay?
Dad* Okay. I love you. But I have to go. It's getting late and I need to sleep I have to leave in a couple of hours.
Me* Okay I love you Daddy.
Dad* I love you too Baby.
Me* Be Safe.
Dad* Yes Ma'am.
I heard the phone click as he hung up the phone. At lease I can sleep good knowing my Dad was okay…….for now.