Chapter One - Reunion
Year of 2002
Jesse sat down next to the grave in complete silence. He just stared at the name. The tombstone read: Winifred Anne Foster-Jackson, Loving Mother and Wife, 1899 - 1999. His eyes started to well up with tears when he finally broke the silence and started to speak.
"Hi Winnie. Sorry it's taken me so long. I . . ."
"Hello? Hello . . . is someone here?" A voice in the distance interrupted Jesse's thoughts He quickly stood up and ran to hide. "Hello? Is anyone here? I swear I heard someone." A young girl had appeared. She looked as if she had just run a million miles in less than a minute. She looked around her and then noticed where she was. She looked at the grave and then sat down beside it. She sat silently and then out of nowhere she started to hum.
Jesse watched from a distance at the young girl. She reminded him of someone, he just couldn't think of whom. When she had finished humming she started talking. "Hello Winnie! I missed you. Paris was beautiful. I did everything you told me to. I had the best time of my life . . . well so far at least."
Ten minutes passed before she finished her conversation and left. Jesse had watched her with great interest. He had to stop himself from coming out of his hiding place to meet the young woman who had somewhat bewitched him. Jesse left his hiding place about five minutes after the girl had left. He stood above the grave. That's where he was found by his mother Mae Tuck.
"Jess . . ." Mae put her arm around her son and pulled him close to her. She looked down at the grave and a wide smile appeared on her face. "Good morning Winnie! Beautiful day it is." She stopped suddenly and started to cry. "Oh my darling, how I do miss you."
"Ma?"
"Yes, Jesse."
"I think we should . . ."
"Of course. Goodbye Winnie." Jesse offered his arm to his mother and they walked together out of the wood. Once or twice they looked back at the oak tree where Winnie was lying, waiting for them to visit again. Halfway through the walk out of the woods Mae pulled out a little music box. When Jesse heard the familiar music he started to hum and then remembered the girl.
"Ma!" He almost shouted. "A girl! There was a girl here earlier. She visited Winnie."
"Jess . . . what made you think of her?"
"The song! From your music box! She was humming it! I remember watching her and listening to her. I bet she has a beautiful voice."
Jesse started daydreaming, but continued his walk out of the woods with his mother at his side.
A/N: Well I hope you like my story so far. It's a work in progress. I think you can guess what is going to happen. If not well then you'll have to keep reading to find out. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my own characters.
Year of 2002
Jesse sat down next to the grave in complete silence. He just stared at the name. The tombstone read: Winifred Anne Foster-Jackson, Loving Mother and Wife, 1899 - 1999. His eyes started to well up with tears when he finally broke the silence and started to speak.
"Hi Winnie. Sorry it's taken me so long. I . . ."
"Hello? Hello . . . is someone here?" A voice in the distance interrupted Jesse's thoughts He quickly stood up and ran to hide. "Hello? Is anyone here? I swear I heard someone." A young girl had appeared. She looked as if she had just run a million miles in less than a minute. She looked around her and then noticed where she was. She looked at the grave and then sat down beside it. She sat silently and then out of nowhere she started to hum.
Jesse watched from a distance at the young girl. She reminded him of someone, he just couldn't think of whom. When she had finished humming she started talking. "Hello Winnie! I missed you. Paris was beautiful. I did everything you told me to. I had the best time of my life . . . well so far at least."
Ten minutes passed before she finished her conversation and left. Jesse had watched her with great interest. He had to stop himself from coming out of his hiding place to meet the young woman who had somewhat bewitched him. Jesse left his hiding place about five minutes after the girl had left. He stood above the grave. That's where he was found by his mother Mae Tuck.
"Jess . . ." Mae put her arm around her son and pulled him close to her. She looked down at the grave and a wide smile appeared on her face. "Good morning Winnie! Beautiful day it is." She stopped suddenly and started to cry. "Oh my darling, how I do miss you."
"Ma?"
"Yes, Jesse."
"I think we should . . ."
"Of course. Goodbye Winnie." Jesse offered his arm to his mother and they walked together out of the wood. Once or twice they looked back at the oak tree where Winnie was lying, waiting for them to visit again. Halfway through the walk out of the woods Mae pulled out a little music box. When Jesse heard the familiar music he started to hum and then remembered the girl.
"Ma!" He almost shouted. "A girl! There was a girl here earlier. She visited Winnie."
"Jess . . . what made you think of her?"
"The song! From your music box! She was humming it! I remember watching her and listening to her. I bet she has a beautiful voice."
Jesse started daydreaming, but continued his walk out of the woods with his mother at his side.
A/N: Well I hope you like my story so far. It's a work in progress. I think you can guess what is going to happen. If not well then you'll have to keep reading to find out. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my own characters.