Part 3- The Funeral
Disclaimer- As you may have already guessed Everwood doesn't belong to me. Sadly, that means Ephram doesn't either. yet anyway ~ Evil cackling ~ Read, review, and enjoy!
Dressed in black, Amy followed Bright and her parents into The First Church of Everwood. It was full. The Brown's hadn't been in Everwood very long, but Dr. Brown was such a part of the community, that everyone felt his loss.
Looking around, Amy noticed several teenagers that she didn't know. Some had bright, multi-coloured hair, others had several piercings. *His friends from New York* she thought. She spotted Colin and Laynie with their parents. Wendell was there, along with some teachers from school, as well as Matt, Ephram's piano teacher. At the front of the church, she could see Dr. Brown and Delia, along with Ephram's grandparents.
Amy slipped into the pew next to Bright, and the service began. To her surprise, Amy found it difficult to pay attention to what the minister was saying. Soon, one of Ephram's New York friends, a tall, pretty girl named Erika, rose to give the eulogy, and still Amy couldn't concentrate on what was being said. Erika was telling stories about when she and Ephram were kids.
*She knew him so well. I had the chance to get to know him too, and I blew it*. The tears began to slide down Amy's cheeks. Rose Abbott handed her daughter tissue after tissue. *All the time I could have spent with him, and I blew him off like he was nothing. *
The sound of the rising congregation caught Amy's attention. She stood for the hymn. *What about my memories of Ephram? The time we skipped school and he took me to Denver just so I could ask Colin to some stupid dance. Or Thanksgiving. If only I'd told him how I felt then. *
The hymn finished, and everyone sat as the minister said the final prayer. As people stood to leave, Erika made her way to the front of the church.
"Excuse me" She said. "But I have one more thing to say. Ephram was an amazing pianist, and a gifted composer. Not long ago, he sent me the music for a song he had written for a girl. He wouldn't tell me her name, but she must have been very special to him. It's one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard, and if it's alright with everyone, I'd like to play it now."
Out of curiosity, no one objected. All of Everwood was now wondering whom the object of Ephram Brown's affections had been. Erika took a seat at the church's piano. Taking a deep breath, she began to play.
As the first few bars of "Amy's Song" echoed throughout the church, Amy couldn't control herself any longer. Bursting into wild sobs, she rushed from the church, followed quickly by her parents and brother.
TBC
A/N- Sorry this chapter was so short, but only so much can happen at a funeral. Big thanks to everyone who has reviewed, you guys rule!
Lots of love,
O_o NIV o_O
Disclaimer- As you may have already guessed Everwood doesn't belong to me. Sadly, that means Ephram doesn't either. yet anyway ~ Evil cackling ~ Read, review, and enjoy!
Dressed in black, Amy followed Bright and her parents into The First Church of Everwood. It was full. The Brown's hadn't been in Everwood very long, but Dr. Brown was such a part of the community, that everyone felt his loss.
Looking around, Amy noticed several teenagers that she didn't know. Some had bright, multi-coloured hair, others had several piercings. *His friends from New York* she thought. She spotted Colin and Laynie with their parents. Wendell was there, along with some teachers from school, as well as Matt, Ephram's piano teacher. At the front of the church, she could see Dr. Brown and Delia, along with Ephram's grandparents.
Amy slipped into the pew next to Bright, and the service began. To her surprise, Amy found it difficult to pay attention to what the minister was saying. Soon, one of Ephram's New York friends, a tall, pretty girl named Erika, rose to give the eulogy, and still Amy couldn't concentrate on what was being said. Erika was telling stories about when she and Ephram were kids.
*She knew him so well. I had the chance to get to know him too, and I blew it*. The tears began to slide down Amy's cheeks. Rose Abbott handed her daughter tissue after tissue. *All the time I could have spent with him, and I blew him off like he was nothing. *
The sound of the rising congregation caught Amy's attention. She stood for the hymn. *What about my memories of Ephram? The time we skipped school and he took me to Denver just so I could ask Colin to some stupid dance. Or Thanksgiving. If only I'd told him how I felt then. *
The hymn finished, and everyone sat as the minister said the final prayer. As people stood to leave, Erika made her way to the front of the church.
"Excuse me" She said. "But I have one more thing to say. Ephram was an amazing pianist, and a gifted composer. Not long ago, he sent me the music for a song he had written for a girl. He wouldn't tell me her name, but she must have been very special to him. It's one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard, and if it's alright with everyone, I'd like to play it now."
Out of curiosity, no one objected. All of Everwood was now wondering whom the object of Ephram Brown's affections had been. Erika took a seat at the church's piano. Taking a deep breath, she began to play.
As the first few bars of "Amy's Song" echoed throughout the church, Amy couldn't control herself any longer. Bursting into wild sobs, she rushed from the church, followed quickly by her parents and brother.
TBC
A/N- Sorry this chapter was so short, but only so much can happen at a funeral. Big thanks to everyone who has reviewed, you guys rule!
Lots of love,
O_o NIV o_O