CHAPTER 10
3 Years Later
Standing at my parents grave I said, "Mom, Dad, can you believe it? I'm getting married. In a month I'll be married. Your little girls grown up." My voice grew softer, and I knelt at my father's grave. "Daddy, I used to think that you'd walk me down the aisle, but that's okay. You'll be in my heart that day. So will you Mom." I wiped the tear that had fallen down my cheek. "I know that I can't get back the tine that we had and I can't make you come back, but it's the memories that'll always be in my heart. I miss you both and I'll always love you both. Forever and always." I put flowers on my mother's grave. "Mom, I got you the Lillies that you always loved. Dad, I got you some orange roses…they were so beautiful in the shop. Hope you like them." I stood up. "Well, I should get going. I'll come back again soon. I love you both." I turned from their graves and walked to my car. I got in a drove home.
As I pulled into the driveway of my house (No, I didn't sell the house I decided to keep it.) I saw that a man had started to walk up the stairs to the door but stopped when he saw me get out of my car. I got out and he said, "Isabella? Is that you?" (Isabella's my real name, but "I've been going be Isabel for as long as I can remember and Uncle Max and his wife, Aunt Emma are the only one's who call me by my real name.) I walked closer, "Uncle Max?" "The one and only." I gave him a big hug. Uncle Max was my father's best friend since grade school. "What are you doing here Uncle Max?" "Well, I can to give you something." I looked at him oddly but said, "Come in. We'll talk inside."
I unlocked the door and we walked in. "Can I get you anything, something to drink perhaps?" "No, no. How about we just sit and talk for a bit." "Okay." We sat in the living room. "Now Isabella, I've got some news for you. Your father drew up another will before he died." "Why?" "Well, I guess it was because he traveled so much and he wanted to make sure that you and your mother were provided for. Do you remember why your parents went to Europe in the first place that last time?" "Yes, to look for a house that they'd move to when my father retired." "Right, now, in this new will you only got half of what your father wanted to give you. You see it says that if your mother we to also die then you'd get what he was to give her too." I gave him a confused look. "Alright, basically, you get the money and the house." "Wait, you mean they bought a house when they went? I completely forgot to ask you if they had or not." "They did. They bought a villa in Italy." I was shocked and amazed. "Why now?" "Well, your father never thought that he'd die before the age of 50 I don't think." I nodded. "Have to decided on a place to honeymoon?" "No, not yet." "Well, just an idea, perhaps Italy." I smiled. "Well, I butter go before your Aunt kills me for being late for dinner." I showed Uncle Max out and couldn't believe what had just happened. Mom and Dad still watching over their baby girl.
A Month Later
The church had been decorated with flowers. White and red roses all around. A string quartet played. The guests began to sit and the ceremony started. There was a hush, then the string quartet began to play. Three bridesmaids walked down the aisle and Mary followed as Maid of Honor. Then the flower girl threw a mixture of red and white roses. The church doors closed and I turned to Uncle Max who was about to walk me down the aisle. "This is it." He turned to me and said, "Your Dad would have been proud." I smiled and he kissed my cheek and put my veil over my face. The doors opened again and I walked down the aisle. An hour later as my new husband and I were dancing our first dance as husband and wife he said to me, "Are you happy?" "As can be." He kissed me and said, "Well Mrs. Sammler, we did it." "We did Mr. Sammler. That we did." We laughed and continued to dance.
3 Years Later
Standing at my parents grave I said, "Mom, Dad, can you believe it? I'm getting married. In a month I'll be married. Your little girls grown up." My voice grew softer, and I knelt at my father's grave. "Daddy, I used to think that you'd walk me down the aisle, but that's okay. You'll be in my heart that day. So will you Mom." I wiped the tear that had fallen down my cheek. "I know that I can't get back the tine that we had and I can't make you come back, but it's the memories that'll always be in my heart. I miss you both and I'll always love you both. Forever and always." I put flowers on my mother's grave. "Mom, I got you the Lillies that you always loved. Dad, I got you some orange roses…they were so beautiful in the shop. Hope you like them." I stood up. "Well, I should get going. I'll come back again soon. I love you both." I turned from their graves and walked to my car. I got in a drove home.
As I pulled into the driveway of my house (No, I didn't sell the house I decided to keep it.) I saw that a man had started to walk up the stairs to the door but stopped when he saw me get out of my car. I got out and he said, "Isabella? Is that you?" (Isabella's my real name, but "I've been going be Isabel for as long as I can remember and Uncle Max and his wife, Aunt Emma are the only one's who call me by my real name.) I walked closer, "Uncle Max?" "The one and only." I gave him a big hug. Uncle Max was my father's best friend since grade school. "What are you doing here Uncle Max?" "Well, I can to give you something." I looked at him oddly but said, "Come in. We'll talk inside."
I unlocked the door and we walked in. "Can I get you anything, something to drink perhaps?" "No, no. How about we just sit and talk for a bit." "Okay." We sat in the living room. "Now Isabella, I've got some news for you. Your father drew up another will before he died." "Why?" "Well, I guess it was because he traveled so much and he wanted to make sure that you and your mother were provided for. Do you remember why your parents went to Europe in the first place that last time?" "Yes, to look for a house that they'd move to when my father retired." "Right, now, in this new will you only got half of what your father wanted to give you. You see it says that if your mother we to also die then you'd get what he was to give her too." I gave him a confused look. "Alright, basically, you get the money and the house." "Wait, you mean they bought a house when they went? I completely forgot to ask you if they had or not." "They did. They bought a villa in Italy." I was shocked and amazed. "Why now?" "Well, your father never thought that he'd die before the age of 50 I don't think." I nodded. "Have to decided on a place to honeymoon?" "No, not yet." "Well, just an idea, perhaps Italy." I smiled. "Well, I butter go before your Aunt kills me for being late for dinner." I showed Uncle Max out and couldn't believe what had just happened. Mom and Dad still watching over their baby girl.
A Month Later
The church had been decorated with flowers. White and red roses all around. A string quartet played. The guests began to sit and the ceremony started. There was a hush, then the string quartet began to play. Three bridesmaids walked down the aisle and Mary followed as Maid of Honor. Then the flower girl threw a mixture of red and white roses. The church doors closed and I turned to Uncle Max who was about to walk me down the aisle. "This is it." He turned to me and said, "Your Dad would have been proud." I smiled and he kissed my cheek and put my veil over my face. The doors opened again and I walked down the aisle. An hour later as my new husband and I were dancing our first dance as husband and wife he said to me, "Are you happy?" "As can be." He kissed me and said, "Well Mrs. Sammler, we did it." "We did Mr. Sammler. That we did." We laughed and continued to dance.