Chapter 12-Grocery Store AND SHOCK!
A/N- Hello everyone. I'm very happy because I became 13 recently and feeling really responsible as I became a teen now. Now, lets's start our story. Please, please, please review my chapters. Please. I just turned 13 and I'm really trying pretty hard in writing. Bonbonnet and Eyre Girl's views really took me to another world. I know, my stories are a little weird but I can't help it. May be, I was born weird (LOL!).
The next days were passing away without a hitch. Something had entered on me now. I sleepwalked sometimes. Thoughts of Edward Rochester kept dancing on my mind.
"So, is the exam list given, Elinor?" Pr. Rochester asked me that evening."
"Well, not yet sir. Have you any idea, sir?" I asked.
Was I being too smart?
"Well, sorry," he said. "I too have no idea."
"Oh, sir," I said, "that's all right."
"Elinor, are you all right?" Pr Rochester asked me that day.
"Perfect, sir," I said.
Pr. Rochester smiled. That smile! It was so mysterious.."
"I am mad about you, Edward! Every day and every night, I just want you by my side
Baby-sitting was still my so-called occupation. Speaking of Mrs. Fairfax's baby, she was sweet. However, the baby didn't seem to be her daughter. May be, she was her granddaughter. Her name was Adele Varens.
Mrs. Fairfax had a big library. That was my favourite place.
It was a nice Sunday after all for my shopping. There was not much sun and the weather was quite moderate.
I sped towards the grocery store, took some eatables and came out.
I stepped out from the store and suddenly, I fell and hit into arms of someone who was actually entering it. Out fell all my things.
"I'm so sorry," I said to the lady who then said, "I'm very sorry too."
"Well, it doesn't matter," I said and smiled. She smiled back.
The lady helped to pick up my things.
I looked at her face for a moment.
"May be, I know you," I said. "You're face looks so familiar to me."
"May be," said smiling, "I too have seen you somewhere."
"Well, let's know each other," she said again .
"Alright," I agreed .
"I'm Eliza Reed."
"What!?" I was so surprised. She was ELIZA REED, my cousin-Aunt Fiona's daughter. Well, she seemed to be very lenient though unlike her former self.
"Hi!" I exclaimed. "I'm Elinor. Elinor Eyre."
Eliza was outspoken for a moment.
"Really," she said, "are you?"
"Yes!" I said.
"Oh Ellie!" she said.
We hugged each other for a few seconds.
"Elinor," she said, "you've become so smart and extremely pretty.
"Well, thank you," I said.
"It's been almost nine years we haven't met," she said.
"It's right. Well how are Aunt and Georgy and Jon? " I asked.
"They are all right. Georgy is studying Mass Comm. in our town, Gateshead. Jon is an engineer now. Mum is keeping fine. Visit us sometime," she said.
"Only if I get any holiday," I said, "if I get, I'll surely visit you."
"Well, what are you doing currently?" she asked.
"I'm doing History major in TU."
"Good," she said.
"And you?"
"I'm a primary teacher in Mark Dane."
"Alright."
"I'm so glad to meet you, Ellie," she said.
"Me too."
We hugged again and this time, exchanged our numbers.
We then bade goodbye.
Really, I felt so nice meeting her. May be, I'd go sometime to meet all of my relatives. May be, I'd feel for the first time a sense of forgiveness in around me to face greater challenges in life.
Two months, later we were given our Summer Holidays from our university. I was quite happy. Now, somehow, I thought I could finish a bit of my studies. Oh God! This History Major was killing me. Other subjects were quite all right (Well, it was such an opposite thing to happen, wasn't not it). Morever, Edward Rochester-! I never wanted to end thoughts about him. What was happenin-?
One day, while much drowned in Edward Rochester's thoughtsI received an unknown call on my phone from someone. So, expecting to be a known person, I received the call.
"Hi Ellie!" someone said.
"Excuse me?" I was so confused with the voice.
"I'm Eliza. Eliza Reed."
Oh! A sigh of relief!
"Hi Eliza," I said.
"Well, I've something very important to say."
"What?" I was so confused.
"You know," she started, "Jon, our brother-he died a month ago."
What! I was quiet for a moment. I couldn't believe my ears.
"And we are really depressed now," she continued, " And since Jon's death, Mum is mentally very very ill now. I'm in Gateshead and Mum needs you immediately. Can you come here for a week or two to give us company and fulfill Mum's wish?"
I was so lost for words now. Despite of all that beatings and fights, I still missed Jon. May be, he did not even change as he grew up. I missed him.
"I'll go," I said in a cold voice.
"Very well then!" she said. "Come here in within a week. We'll be glad."
"I will," I said.
"I'm keeping the phone," she said, "Bye."
"Bye then," I said as if saying to myself.
I still couldn't believe my ears.
