Reunited – Chapter Two
"After you left, Jesse, I was completely heartbroken.
You had left me, and my grandmother had just died. It was a hard time. I
loved you all so much. I often went back to the spring.
Pondering the choice of whether or not to drink from the spring of
immortality. Most of the time I went back home still a mortal. I
told myself I would drink from the spring no later then my 17th birthday or I
wouldn't drink at all because I only wanted to live forever, if I could live
together with you. It was a hard decision.
"After I'd come back home, from being with you - my dear
Tucks - everything was different. I was different, and so was everyone
who was a part of my life. A week after my return home my parents threw
me a nice, quiet birthday party, just us. See after I'd came back saying
I had gone with you all of my own free will they were hurt. From then on
they never treated me the same. They treated me fragile like, and
listened to me when I spoke, and didn't force me to do things I didn't want to
do. They didn't want me to run away again. Right after my birthday
we traveled the world. We went to London, and Paris and mingled with the
others of high society. I never went in the Eiffel Tower, not without
you, I couldn't bare climbing all 625 steps without you. I still believed
we do it together, maybe we still can? My parents let me have way, even though
they didn't understand it.
"I loved you Jesse, I knew I could never love another like
you, I knew you were irreplaceable and every other suitor would always just be
second best. I loved my family too, and I knew leaving them would hurt
them so much, but I needed you to live. So I decided that I would drink
from the spring. I would, and I would be 15 for the rest of my life.
I thought long and hard on my decision, even though I made it within a year, I
did. I thought about you and what you said, thought about what Tuck had
told me, thought about me, my parents, and the word FOREVER.
"The day before I drank I was feeling a little nervous, I
guess you could say I had cold feet. So I decided to go to my mother for
advice. I wouldn't be receiving a completely true answer, since I would
not be telling her the complete truth, but a question that would give me an answer
that would greatly affect my decision either way. She was in the kitchen
arranging a bouquet of flowers, and I came in and sat down at the
table. I paused for awhile, staring down at my hands that I had folded so
tightly. I wasn't sure were to begin. Somehow I figured it out, I
began asking her questions about her and my father, about how they met, and
their courtship. She was a little taken aback, but she probably just
figured I was worrying over suitors. So she answered my questions, and
then I asked her if she loved father. At first she got angry at me for
asking her such a personal question. There was a long silence, but then
she answered me with as simple "yes". I was so touched
about her being so forthcoming I asked her what she do if she had
the choice to spend forever with him. Again there was a long
silence. Then she answered, "Of course Winnifred, that's what I plan
on doing. I love your father with all my heart. I'd do anything for
him." With that I knew what my decision, to drink from the spring
was a right one. I whispered "I love you", and excused
myself. Right before I left the room I turned around and looked
back in on her. She was smiling. I never forgot that smile.
"So I went upstairs, packed some clothes, packed some money,
and wrote a farewell letter. I told them how much I loved them, about how
much I wanted to go, how I'd be alright, and how they didn't have to worry or
search for me. I told them that I would write them constantly, and that I
was going to see the world. My post script was sort of like a little side
note to my mother it read: please don't worry. I'll be okay, I've found
someone to spend forever with.
"Afterwards I went down stairs and shared what would be my last dinner with them as their daughter. I was sad about leaving, but wanted them to remember me happy so I put on a big smile and the evening turned out to be most pleasant. After dinner we all sat in the parlor together and laughed. When they said it was time for me to retire, I hugged and kissed them both good night, told them I loved them, and told them thanks for being my parents. They both smiled pleasantly and lovingly at me. Then I went upstairs, and waited. Waited for the clock to chime 12, and waited for my childhood days to disappear."
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