The days between the day of the accident and the funeral seemed like
nothing but a blur to Ephram. He did not recall his grandparents flying in
from New York. He did not remember going to sleep or eating. All he could
focus on between the Saturday Andy died and the Friday of the funeral was
that his father was gone. And he would never get to say goodbye.
Everyone worried about Ephram. He did not eat, sleep, or talk. While some were annoying by constantly being in his face Laynie was the best. She truly was his rock the hours Ephram sat not wanting to speak she sat right beside him patiently. Ephram was grateful for everyone's kind words but nothing could heal the deep wound. Ephram feared it would never be healed.
Another thing that worried everyone was that Ephram hadn't cried yet. He sat day after day staring into space responding sporadically. He still couldn't bring himself to do it even in private. He felt as if he was going to explode. He didn't know what to do. Delia was withdrawn but she was nine and she also didn't have the guilt Ephram had. Delia had given Andy love and accepted everything he had given to her. All Ephran could do was think of what a brat he had been for the last year.
The funeral was the worst. They had it in Everwood but many people flew in from New York to pay their respects. Ephram was finally able to match a faces to the people who had been the reason that his father had missed so many moments in his life. So many of his patients came to say how Dr. Brown had given them back the lives they thought were lost. Ephram saw that these people were showing more grief than he was, and it scared him.
When the family was called to view the body for the last time that's when Ephram lost it. All the tears that had been building up since the day of the accident began to spill. Ephram found himself unable to stand bawling over the body of his father. He began to wail releasing all of the anguish. Why hadn't he just said I love you to his father? Why hadn't he participated in a single conversation over the last year he had tried to start. All he could do was cry and he didn't care who saw him. Irv and his grandfather attempted to pull him off of the casket when he began to holler, "Dad, Dad, Come Back Please Dad." Everyone else looked on crying for him. It was so painful to watch. And all Ephram could manage to do was wail, "Dad, Dad I love you, I didn't mean it."
Everyone worried about Ephram. He did not eat, sleep, or talk. While some were annoying by constantly being in his face Laynie was the best. She truly was his rock the hours Ephram sat not wanting to speak she sat right beside him patiently. Ephram was grateful for everyone's kind words but nothing could heal the deep wound. Ephram feared it would never be healed.
Another thing that worried everyone was that Ephram hadn't cried yet. He sat day after day staring into space responding sporadically. He still couldn't bring himself to do it even in private. He felt as if he was going to explode. He didn't know what to do. Delia was withdrawn but she was nine and she also didn't have the guilt Ephram had. Delia had given Andy love and accepted everything he had given to her. All Ephran could do was think of what a brat he had been for the last year.
The funeral was the worst. They had it in Everwood but many people flew in from New York to pay their respects. Ephram was finally able to match a faces to the people who had been the reason that his father had missed so many moments in his life. So many of his patients came to say how Dr. Brown had given them back the lives they thought were lost. Ephram saw that these people were showing more grief than he was, and it scared him.
When the family was called to view the body for the last time that's when Ephram lost it. All the tears that had been building up since the day of the accident began to spill. Ephram found himself unable to stand bawling over the body of his father. He began to wail releasing all of the anguish. Why hadn't he just said I love you to his father? Why hadn't he participated in a single conversation over the last year he had tried to start. All he could do was cry and he didn't care who saw him. Irv and his grandfather attempted to pull him off of the casket when he began to holler, "Dad, Dad, Come Back Please Dad." Everyone else looked on crying for him. It was so painful to watch. And all Ephram could manage to do was wail, "Dad, Dad I love you, I didn't mean it."