Kay, looking over her journal, reread the words that would soon change her life.
"Dear Diary, today is a new day, one without Miguel...." She sighed. She felt that to
start her day, and her life, without Miguel, she would have to put her past behind her.
That included her one year tirade with Charity, and her awkward situation with
Miguel. After scribbling in a few more words, she tossed the journal aside. Jumping off
her bed with more enthusiasm than usual she proceeded downstairs to the kitchen.
"Mom, Dad," she called. "Is anyone home?"
Silence.
Where is everyone, she thought to herself, as she made her way to the kitchen.
Charity was in there eating a salad.
She looked up when she heard Kay enter.
It's Kay, she thought to herself. I have been trying to bury the hatchet with her for a
whole year now, with no success. What's one more try?
"Hi, Kay!" Charity said, trying to be friendly.
"What's up Char?" Kay responded nonchalantly.
Charity almost choked on her salad. She actually spoke to her. She couldn't believe it.
She had to tell Miguel. Charity sensed that Miguel was beginning to miss his best
friend. I'll give him his best friend back, she thought to herself. And then we can be
completely happy.
Kay walked over to the fridge. Her hand was on the refrigerator door when she realized
that a certain picture on the fridge was missing. She tried to remember which picture it
was but couldn't. Then it hit her.
"Hank and Theresa!" she exclaimed, loud enough for Charity to hear.
"What about Hank and Theresa?" Charity asked, confused.
"Nothing," Kay said, quickly. "Where's Uncle Hank?"
"He said he was gonna go to Rain View for the day. He'll be back tomorrow morning I
guess."
"Oh," Kay said knowingly, as the information sank in.
She knew why he was going there. To make amends with his life. He had just told her
an hour ago that she needed to do something to get her mind off of Miguel. Maybe
that's what he was doing - trying to get his mind off Theresa.
Charity gave Kay an odd look.
"Is everything ok?" she asked.
"Ya, fine," Kay replied. "I gotta go."
"Wait, wait, where are you going?" Charity questioned Kay.
"Off to do something important," Kay replied, grabbing her car keys.
"Where?" Charity asked, standing up.
She can't go, Charity thought helplessly. She needs to talk to Miguel. Patch things up
with him. For the sake of our relationship.
"I don't know yet, Charity," Kay sighed, deep in thought. "Tell Mom and Dad I'll call
them. I don't know when I'll be back. And tell Uncle Hank that I know what I need to
do. He'll understand. Bye, Charity," she said, giving her a hug.
"Wait a second, Kay!" She cried. "You can't just leave like this for God knows how
long without an explanation, much less a goodbye to Jessica, Simone, and most
importantly, Miguel."
Kay narrowed her eyes. Why did Charity care so much if she said goodbye to her
boyfriend? She was the reason they had broken up in the first place. She tried not to let
it bother her but it still hurt, even a year later.
Charity swallowed the lump forming in her throat.
She sat down on the table, avoiding Kay's annoyed stare.
"Charity," Kay said to her cousin, "sometimes events and people cause our behavior.
Behavior that is not easily understandable by others. I am going off to find myself in
this world, and when I return, I plan to introduce Kay Bennett to Harmony. The real
Kay Bennett. The Kay Bennett that isn't even alive yet." She smiled, just thinking
about it.
"But, Kay..." Charity began to say.
"Charity, I have to do this," Kay interrupted. "Much in the same way our Uncle Hank
had to go to Rain View, to find himself in his old world, to see if it was still closely tied
to his new world."
Charity began to look more confused than ever.
"Bye," Kay said impatiently.
And with that, she was off, closing a very important chapter in her life. A chapter she
too would later call "her old world."