Tuck Everlasting and Evercontinuing
"Until we're together again, …Wake up with the dawn"
"Winnie Foster!... I will love you 'till the day I die!"
-Jesse Tuck
The day that I came back, and found that Winnie Foster hadn't drunk the water from the tree, was the one day I had ever wanted to die. I had left that day, as we drove away fearing for our lives; in the greatest torment I had felt my very long life. My mother, and father took Myles and I, and we left to set off on a safe new life. Also, I was to help make a new one for Winnie to enjoy with me when I came back to get her. I even got rich enough to the point were I made a large comfortable house for her to have an eternity to be happy with me.
I had it all planned out. We were going to have kids, and have them drink from the spring when they got old enough to understand it all. Then we would frequently move around, once about every 15 years in fact. But anyway I had it all planned out, until the day that I came to get her, and found to my disappointment that she had a cold grey headstone covering where her head would eternally rest in death. It lay over by the tree amongst the flowers, right were she always wanted to be. The three days that I spent with her suddenly came flooding into my mind as if they had been lived yesterday. When she stared at me in amazement, and curiosity with everything I did. Or when I woke her up early to go and see my Eiffel tower that I cheerfully told her was two feet higher than the one in Paris.
My favorite memory of her though was when we jumped in the lake right underneath the waterfall. She was so upset that she couldn't swim. I was very proud of her as she jumped in the water, and joined me. I think that was the first time she ever took a chance on anything other than what she knew was right, or that she wanted to do. This was for her, and not for her mother's satisfaction. I made her forget the life she had back in her stuffy house with the iron fence surrounding, it making it look like a jail. After ma, pa, Miles, and I left, I often wondered what she was doing, and what she was thinking. And most importantly if she still loved me, but I always quickly pushed that thought out of my mind. I mean of course she loved me, she told me that she did as I left.