FIVE
Even though Phoebe no longer felt guilty over the woman's death,
she insisted on going to the funeral. She was glad to see such a
large turnout at the funeral. The young woman obviously had many
family and friends who cared about her a great deal.
Prue and Piper went with her for moral support. For Prue, it
was a major undertaking. She disliked funerals or graveyards or
anything associated with death. She stayed until she was just too
uncomfortable, and then told her sisters she'd meet them at the manor.
They both understood completely.
"She still hasn't dealt with mom's death, has she?" asked
Phoebe.
"Not completely," said Piper. "She's still angry over it. I
know she didn't completely buy Jeff's explanation of things being
destined to happen. And that there's nothing we can do about it."
"That might mean mom was destined to die when she did," said
Phoebe. "And that there was nothing any of us could have done about
it."
"Yeah," said Piper. "That's something she's always had trouble
dealing with. She didn't say anything for your sake, but I know she
had some questions she would have liked to ask."
"I kind of now how she feels," said Phoebe. "It's hard to
imagine that fate or destiny or whatever planned to have that woman
die at such a young age."
"Yes, it is," said Piper. "But you're okay. I guess it just
wasn't your time."
"At least I don't feel responsible for her death anymore," said
Phoebe. "I just wonder how we're supposed to distinguish between the
premonitions we can change and the ones we can't."
"We'll just have to play it by ear, little sister," said Piper.
"Oh, wait," said Phoebe. "I think I'm having another
premonition."
"What?" asked Piper, suddenly very serious. "What is it? An
innocent in danger? A demonic attack?"
"No," said Phoebe, smiling coyly. "It's about the three of us.
IN that little ice cream shot on Dalwood Street. With triple scoops
and sprinkles."
"Now that's the kind of premonition I like," said Piper.
The two sisters moved to their car to get their older sister to
make Phoebe's premonition come true.
The End
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Even though Phoebe no longer felt guilty over the woman's death,
she insisted on going to the funeral. She was glad to see such a
large turnout at the funeral. The young woman obviously had many
family and friends who cared about her a great deal.
Prue and Piper went with her for moral support. For Prue, it
was a major undertaking. She disliked funerals or graveyards or
anything associated with death. She stayed until she was just too
uncomfortable, and then told her sisters she'd meet them at the manor.
They both understood completely.
"She still hasn't dealt with mom's death, has she?" asked
Phoebe.
"Not completely," said Piper. "She's still angry over it. I
know she didn't completely buy Jeff's explanation of things being
destined to happen. And that there's nothing we can do about it."
"That might mean mom was destined to die when she did," said
Phoebe. "And that there was nothing any of us could have done about
it."
"Yeah," said Piper. "That's something she's always had trouble
dealing with. She didn't say anything for your sake, but I know she
had some questions she would have liked to ask."
"I kind of now how she feels," said Phoebe. "It's hard to
imagine that fate or destiny or whatever planned to have that woman
die at such a young age."
"Yes, it is," said Piper. "But you're okay. I guess it just
wasn't your time."
"At least I don't feel responsible for her death anymore," said
Phoebe. "I just wonder how we're supposed to distinguish between the
premonitions we can change and the ones we can't."
"We'll just have to play it by ear, little sister," said Piper.
"Oh, wait," said Phoebe. "I think I'm having another
premonition."
"What?" asked Piper, suddenly very serious. "What is it? An
innocent in danger? A demonic attack?"
"No," said Phoebe, smiling coyly. "It's about the three of us.
IN that little ice cream shot on Dalwood Street. With triple scoops
and sprinkles."
"Now that's the kind of premonition I like," said Piper.
The two sisters moved to their car to get their older sister to
make Phoebe's premonition come true.
The End
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stories at my website, www.geocities.com/killeenmale/ . You can also
post your own "Charmed" stories if you like to write fan fiction.