The next morning, Landon got up earlier than usual. "You're up early," said
his mom, who was making eggs and bacon when he came in. "I have some things
to do, and that smell just drew me out of bed and into the kitchen,"
laughed Landon. He went around the kitchen, setting the table as his mom
finished breakfast. He took the pan of eggs and scraped some onto his
plate, then put three pieces of crispy turkey bacon on the plate and handed
it to him. Landon set the plate down as he poured himself a glass of orange
juice. Getting a fork out of the silverware drawer, he sat down at the
table and began to eat his breakfast.
His mom got her plate and sat down. Landon was eating faster than usual. He wanted to get what he had to do done, and then go over and see Jamie. "I was doing your laundry the other day, and found this," she said, taking a piece of paper out of the pocket of her red bathrobe. Oh no, what is she going to say about this? Why did I leave that there? "Go to college, get into medical school, examine a moon rock." She set the paper down and looked up at Landon. Why do you care what I want to do with my life? Who are you to say what I am supposed to do or be?
"These are beautiful ambitions, but you are going to have to work to really hard." Landon interrupted her, "I can do that. Mom, Jamie has faith in me. She makes me want to be different. She believes in me. She gives me strength to do what I want to do. She knows I can do it," said Landon. His mom smiled and didn't say anything, just took up Landon's empty breakfast plate and put it in the sink. Landon wiped his mouth with a paper napkin, then got up from the table, throwing his napkin away and putting his empty glass in the sink on top of the two plates. "I'm leaving to run some errands, and then I'm going to see Jamie, I'll be back later," said Landon, getting his keys and jacket and walking out the door.
As he drove, Landon checked to make sure he had his credit card. Phew, don't want to forget that. He drove around for a while and looked for a nice jewelry store. He stopped when he found one and got out. He walked in, and was happy to see that not too many people were there, so that he could get help soon. The man who was at the counter when Landon walked in looked at him strangely. "May I help you?" he asked as he saw Landon looking around. "Yes, I would like to buy an engagement ring for my girlfriend," said Landon. Would he just help me and stop looking at me? Since Landon was going to get something from the store, the salesman seemed to perk up and be of some help. "Come with me."
Landon followed him over to the other side of the store. The man led him to a large glass case with rows of rings ranging in all sizes, styles, karats, and prices. Landon was stunned. Wow, these are all so pretty. I don't know which ring Jamie would like. I need a woman's help. I know what I can do. "Just a minute," Landon told the sales clerk, who was looking a bit agitated at the moment. Ring.ring.a voice came on the phone, "Hello?" "Mom?" "Landon?" "Yeah it's me.listen.can you help me with something?" Landon gave his mom directions to the jewelry store, and in ten minutes she was there next to Landon, looking at all the pretty rings on display. She would like any of these. If she was here, she would say, "I don't need a ring." But it would mean so much to me to give one to her. I just want to see the look on her face when I give it to her! She will be so excited!!
After looking through the cases until they couldn't see straight, Landon and his mother knew they had to make a decision on the ring. But what about a wedding ring? I mean, I need one of those too for her of course. Landon's thoughts were interrupted when his mother said, "What about a wedding ring Landon?" Landon got a better idea than buying one for Jamie, but he would need Reverend Sullivan's help. He decided that he would ask him later, after he had gotten the ring, but before he asked Jamie.
Finally, Landon picked out a pretty princess-cut ring. His mom helped him pay for it since she knew what it was going to mean to Jamie. Landon was excited as he walked out of the store with his treasure. "I'll see you back at the house later," said his mom as she got in her car to go back to the house. "Bye, and thank you for your help," said Landon. "You're welcome," said his mom, slamming the car door and starting up the engine.
Landon drove to Jamie's house. He got out of the car, and found Reverend Sullivan in the front room. "Good afternoon Landon," he said. "Morning," said Landon. What if he says no? It'll be okay. I'm sure that he will. But if he doesn't then I can just go back tomorrow, or I can let Jamie pick it out, if she's feeling up to it. Landon took a breath and asked the Reverend what he was thinking about for Jamie. The Reverend agreed, and handed Landon a box, which he put in the bag, since he put the engagement ring in the pocket of his jacket. "Jamie is awake. You go ask her now," said the Reverend. Landon nodded, heading upstairs. "Thank you for the ring," he said. The Reverend nodded.
Landon headed upstairs to Jamie's room, and saw that her door was open, and she looked a little better than she had the day before. She seemed to cheer up when she saw him, there was a sparkle in her eyes that had seemed to fade away, but it came back when she saw him. It's so good to see her eyes sparkle again. I miss that. She has such pretty eyes too. Landon faced the bay window to take off his jacket, so that Jamie wouldn't see him putting the ring in his pocket.
He set his jacket down, hiding the bag that contained the box Reverend Sullivan gave him in the inside pocket of the jacket. What if she says no? I won't be able to take it? But this is her number one, so it's what she wants. What am I getting all worried for? She loves me and I love her and she wants this and I want this, so there should not be a problem. Landon sat down near Jamie on the bed and took her hand, which lay limply on top of the comforter.
He looked down, searching for the right words to say. He looked up at her and spoke. "Do you love me Jamie?" he asked. Don't rush her just let her answer. Jamie smiled that beautiful smile that Landon loved to see. "Yes," said Jamie. "Will you do something for me if I asked you?" he asked. No rush. Just let her say what she wants to say and then show her the ring. "Anything," said Jamie softly.
He reached his hand back into his pocket and pulled out the box. He handed it to Jamie. She seemed surprised, but took it. She opened it slowly, unsure of what was inside. She gasped with as much breath as she could as she opened it. "Will you marry me?" he asked. Jamie was in tears, but tried to stop so that she could answer. "Yes," she said, kissing Landon. He took the box from her. Taking the ring out, he set the box on the bed. He took her hand and slipped the ring on her finger. She gently cradled her hand, as if she was cradling a baby. "I have another surprise for you," said Landon. "You do?" asked Jamie. Landon nodded. He took the box from the inside of his jacket pocket and handed it to her.
She gasped again. "It's my mom's ring, the one my dad gave my mom when they got married!" exclaimed Jamie in a soft voice. "And the one I'm giving you when we get married," said Landon with a smile. "You mean," said Jamie. Landon nodded. "Oh Landon, you don't know what this means to me," she said, kissing him. It would be so much fun to just have some time where she's not in bed. But can she can do it? Can she get out of bed? "I want to take you somewhere and celebrate, just the two of us," said Landon. "You want to? Do you feel up to it? Because if not I could go pick something up and we could eat it here," said Landon.
Jamie nodded, a little unsure. "Yeah, I think so. That sounds good." "So what do you want? You can have anything you want. Just tell me and I'll get it for you," he said. "Hmmm." thought Jamie. "How about pizza?" she asked. "Sounds good to me, I'll go and get it so it's nice and hot," said Landon. Jamie nodded, "Okay." Landon kissed her gently and he took his jacket off the bay window and put it on, getting his keys out of his pocket.
Jamie waited until Landon was downstairs and out of the door. When she heard the door close, she slowly got up out of bed and walked to the bay window, making sure his car was gone. It was. She went over to her dresser and got her perfume off her dresser and squirted just a dab on each of her wrists, rubbing it in. Then she yanked the ponytail holder out of her now messy fishtail Sally had done when she came over yesterday. She took her brush and brushed out her long brown hair.
She took the ponytail holder and put it in a loose ponytail so it was off of her face. She thought it must have taken her a few minutes to do that because she heard Landon come in the front door. She set her hairbrush down on the dresser, but it slipped out of her hand and fell to the floor. She leaned over to pick it up, but found herself on the floor. She had to get up, Landon was coming, and she didn't want him to see her like this. But she couldn't get up. She tried. But couldn't make it. She heard the door creak open. It was Landon. "Jamie! Jamie!" he ran to her, setting the pizza box, plates and napkins he had brought on the floor near the open door.
"Jamie! Jamie, honey, talk to me. Are you okay?" No response. Then he saw the hairbrush lying on the floor. And the perfume bottle sitting on the edge of the dresser. And he knew that she had gotten up.
His mom got her plate and sat down. Landon was eating faster than usual. He wanted to get what he had to do done, and then go over and see Jamie. "I was doing your laundry the other day, and found this," she said, taking a piece of paper out of the pocket of her red bathrobe. Oh no, what is she going to say about this? Why did I leave that there? "Go to college, get into medical school, examine a moon rock." She set the paper down and looked up at Landon. Why do you care what I want to do with my life? Who are you to say what I am supposed to do or be?
"These are beautiful ambitions, but you are going to have to work to really hard." Landon interrupted her, "I can do that. Mom, Jamie has faith in me. She makes me want to be different. She believes in me. She gives me strength to do what I want to do. She knows I can do it," said Landon. His mom smiled and didn't say anything, just took up Landon's empty breakfast plate and put it in the sink. Landon wiped his mouth with a paper napkin, then got up from the table, throwing his napkin away and putting his empty glass in the sink on top of the two plates. "I'm leaving to run some errands, and then I'm going to see Jamie, I'll be back later," said Landon, getting his keys and jacket and walking out the door.
As he drove, Landon checked to make sure he had his credit card. Phew, don't want to forget that. He drove around for a while and looked for a nice jewelry store. He stopped when he found one and got out. He walked in, and was happy to see that not too many people were there, so that he could get help soon. The man who was at the counter when Landon walked in looked at him strangely. "May I help you?" he asked as he saw Landon looking around. "Yes, I would like to buy an engagement ring for my girlfriend," said Landon. Would he just help me and stop looking at me? Since Landon was going to get something from the store, the salesman seemed to perk up and be of some help. "Come with me."
Landon followed him over to the other side of the store. The man led him to a large glass case with rows of rings ranging in all sizes, styles, karats, and prices. Landon was stunned. Wow, these are all so pretty. I don't know which ring Jamie would like. I need a woman's help. I know what I can do. "Just a minute," Landon told the sales clerk, who was looking a bit agitated at the moment. Ring.ring.a voice came on the phone, "Hello?" "Mom?" "Landon?" "Yeah it's me.listen.can you help me with something?" Landon gave his mom directions to the jewelry store, and in ten minutes she was there next to Landon, looking at all the pretty rings on display. She would like any of these. If she was here, she would say, "I don't need a ring." But it would mean so much to me to give one to her. I just want to see the look on her face when I give it to her! She will be so excited!!
After looking through the cases until they couldn't see straight, Landon and his mother knew they had to make a decision on the ring. But what about a wedding ring? I mean, I need one of those too for her of course. Landon's thoughts were interrupted when his mother said, "What about a wedding ring Landon?" Landon got a better idea than buying one for Jamie, but he would need Reverend Sullivan's help. He decided that he would ask him later, after he had gotten the ring, but before he asked Jamie.
Finally, Landon picked out a pretty princess-cut ring. His mom helped him pay for it since she knew what it was going to mean to Jamie. Landon was excited as he walked out of the store with his treasure. "I'll see you back at the house later," said his mom as she got in her car to go back to the house. "Bye, and thank you for your help," said Landon. "You're welcome," said his mom, slamming the car door and starting up the engine.
Landon drove to Jamie's house. He got out of the car, and found Reverend Sullivan in the front room. "Good afternoon Landon," he said. "Morning," said Landon. What if he says no? It'll be okay. I'm sure that he will. But if he doesn't then I can just go back tomorrow, or I can let Jamie pick it out, if she's feeling up to it. Landon took a breath and asked the Reverend what he was thinking about for Jamie. The Reverend agreed, and handed Landon a box, which he put in the bag, since he put the engagement ring in the pocket of his jacket. "Jamie is awake. You go ask her now," said the Reverend. Landon nodded, heading upstairs. "Thank you for the ring," he said. The Reverend nodded.
Landon headed upstairs to Jamie's room, and saw that her door was open, and she looked a little better than she had the day before. She seemed to cheer up when she saw him, there was a sparkle in her eyes that had seemed to fade away, but it came back when she saw him. It's so good to see her eyes sparkle again. I miss that. She has such pretty eyes too. Landon faced the bay window to take off his jacket, so that Jamie wouldn't see him putting the ring in his pocket.
He set his jacket down, hiding the bag that contained the box Reverend Sullivan gave him in the inside pocket of the jacket. What if she says no? I won't be able to take it? But this is her number one, so it's what she wants. What am I getting all worried for? She loves me and I love her and she wants this and I want this, so there should not be a problem. Landon sat down near Jamie on the bed and took her hand, which lay limply on top of the comforter.
He looked down, searching for the right words to say. He looked up at her and spoke. "Do you love me Jamie?" he asked. Don't rush her just let her answer. Jamie smiled that beautiful smile that Landon loved to see. "Yes," said Jamie. "Will you do something for me if I asked you?" he asked. No rush. Just let her say what she wants to say and then show her the ring. "Anything," said Jamie softly.
He reached his hand back into his pocket and pulled out the box. He handed it to Jamie. She seemed surprised, but took it. She opened it slowly, unsure of what was inside. She gasped with as much breath as she could as she opened it. "Will you marry me?" he asked. Jamie was in tears, but tried to stop so that she could answer. "Yes," she said, kissing Landon. He took the box from her. Taking the ring out, he set the box on the bed. He took her hand and slipped the ring on her finger. She gently cradled her hand, as if she was cradling a baby. "I have another surprise for you," said Landon. "You do?" asked Jamie. Landon nodded. He took the box from the inside of his jacket pocket and handed it to her.
She gasped again. "It's my mom's ring, the one my dad gave my mom when they got married!" exclaimed Jamie in a soft voice. "And the one I'm giving you when we get married," said Landon with a smile. "You mean," said Jamie. Landon nodded. "Oh Landon, you don't know what this means to me," she said, kissing him. It would be so much fun to just have some time where she's not in bed. But can she can do it? Can she get out of bed? "I want to take you somewhere and celebrate, just the two of us," said Landon. "You want to? Do you feel up to it? Because if not I could go pick something up and we could eat it here," said Landon.
Jamie nodded, a little unsure. "Yeah, I think so. That sounds good." "So what do you want? You can have anything you want. Just tell me and I'll get it for you," he said. "Hmmm." thought Jamie. "How about pizza?" she asked. "Sounds good to me, I'll go and get it so it's nice and hot," said Landon. Jamie nodded, "Okay." Landon kissed her gently and he took his jacket off the bay window and put it on, getting his keys out of his pocket.
Jamie waited until Landon was downstairs and out of the door. When she heard the door close, she slowly got up out of bed and walked to the bay window, making sure his car was gone. It was. She went over to her dresser and got her perfume off her dresser and squirted just a dab on each of her wrists, rubbing it in. Then she yanked the ponytail holder out of her now messy fishtail Sally had done when she came over yesterday. She took her brush and brushed out her long brown hair.
She took the ponytail holder and put it in a loose ponytail so it was off of her face. She thought it must have taken her a few minutes to do that because she heard Landon come in the front door. She set her hairbrush down on the dresser, but it slipped out of her hand and fell to the floor. She leaned over to pick it up, but found herself on the floor. She had to get up, Landon was coming, and she didn't want him to see her like this. But she couldn't get up. She tried. But couldn't make it. She heard the door creak open. It was Landon. "Jamie! Jamie!" he ran to her, setting the pizza box, plates and napkins he had brought on the floor near the open door.
"Jamie! Jamie, honey, talk to me. Are you okay?" No response. Then he saw the hairbrush lying on the floor. And the perfume bottle sitting on the edge of the dresser. And he knew that she had gotten up.