Chapter 5
As Landon made it to the Sullivan's property; he began jogging the rest of the way, and up the stairs.
"Hey, Momma." Landon said breathlessly. "Hey, you must be Reverend Sullivan," Landon assumed.
"Yes, I am, it's nice to meet you, ag..." Hegbert began to say again, but stopped, when he knew that Landon had not remembered him, nor would he even know he had known him when he was a child.
"It's nice to meet you too sir." Landon told him.
After a few minutes of silence, Landon's mom started talking, "So Landon, what's that in your hand?"
"Oh, yeah, oh this is Jamie's book or something, she left it in my car, I came to give it back to her." Landon told them, as he began looking at the book in his hand, which was a bible.
"Thank you Landon, if you would like to run it up to her, your more than welcome, I'd like to talk to your mother a few minutes more before she goes home to fix dinner for you." Hegbert told him. "Or you could leave it here with me, whichever you prefer."
"I'll run it up to her, that's fine. You can stay and socialize. Uh, where's Jamie's room?" Landon asked.
"Through the door, up the stairs, take the right hallway, and her bedroom is the third door on the left side." Hegbert informed him.
"Ok." Landon whispered, and began his way through Jamie's house.
'Wow, I've never seen a house so plain, and church like before' Landon thought to himself as he made his way up the stairs, missing all the pictures that were hanging off the walls in the hallway, living room, and staircase halls.
As Landon walked up the stairs, he heard Jamie singing something. Her voice sounded like an angels.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he followed the angelic voice. He reached her door and watched her, listening to her beautiful voice.
"But if I can't swim after forty days...and my mind is crushed by the crashing waves...lift me up so high that I can not fall," She sung.
'Wow, she's amazing...' Landon thought as he stared at her, unnoticed.
"...Lift, me up Lord...lift me up...when I'm falling...I'm weak and I'm dying...I need you to hold me...to keep me from drowning again..." She continued.
She was unpacking boxes while singing, but she stopped as she saw a picture. She just stared at it.
Landon tilted his head to look at the picture. The picture was of a young girl, probably Jamie, with a little boy beside her.
Landon looked at the picture more closely, 'Why dose that boy look so familiar?' Landon thought.
Just then Jamie looked up and saw Landon standing in her doorway, just staring at her. She looked startled.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry Jamie, I should have said something?" Landon said, apologetically.
"No Landon, I'm fine. It's okay" Jamie said, shaking her head.
There was silence for a moment.
Then Landon broke the awkward silence by saying; "Uh you left your book in my car,"
"Oh ok. Thank you for returning it Landon," Jamie replied, taking the book.
For a moment their hands brushed. A brief shiver went through Landon's body.
"You're welcome. I guess I'll see you around, bye Jamie..." Landon said, trying to get out of Jamie's intense stare.
"Good bye Landon," Jamie said going back to unpacking her boxes, and thinking of how familiar Landon's face had been to her.
Landon walked down the stairs and out the house wondering why he had wanted to leave so badly.
"Bye momma, I'll see you at home. Bye Reverend Sullivan, it was nice meeting you." Landon said, as he began walking down the stairs
"Bye Landon," Both of them said at the same time.
"Oh, wait. Landon," Mrs. Carter called his name, remembering the Reverend and her plan.
"Yeah?" Landon asked.
"I was wondering, if you wouldn't mind taking Jamie home, because it would be very inconvenient for her to have to walk everyday after school. Especially when we are neighbors," Mrs. Carter replied.
"Yeah, sure momma." Landon said.
"Okay. Thank you sweetie..." Mrs. Carter smiled.
"Your welcome momma," Landon said, embarrassed. As Landon walked down the Sullivan's front porch, he wondered what he was going to tell his friends. Not that he cared what Belinda thought. It was Eric, Dean, and Tracie he was worried about.
When Landon got to his house, he waited until his mother got home to talk to her.
"Momma, is it just me, or does Jamie remind you of someone, someone that we knew a long time ago?" Landon asked curiously.
"Well, I don't know Landon." Mrs. Carter lied. She knew exactly what he was talking about, his and Jamie's friendship when they were children. "What exactly reminds you of this girl?"
"Well, the way she acts, she's always so happy. And then there was the house, it was exactly like my friends house a long time ago, and then, there was the picture, of I guess Jamie, and some young boy, that was taking a long time ago. The boy had like light hair though, and mud all over his face, and he reminded me of someone else I used to know, but now, I think I'm losing my mind." Landon told his mom as he began to sit down at his table.
"Oh, wow, those are strange coincidences Landon," Mrs. Carter began saying something, and didn't complete the thought that she was going on. "Landon?"
"Yeah momma?" Landon said, looking up from his trig book.
"Are you being nice to Jamie Sullivan because she's our neighbor, or." Mrs. Carter began again, but this time was cut off by Landon.
"No, she reminds me of Lizzy, and she seems like a good person." Landon told his mom, and then went back to his homework.
'Oh, but Landon, I wish that you could figure out that Lizzy is Jamie.' His mom thought quietly to herself.
"Landon, wash up for dinner, and then help me set the dinner table, but tonight, it's for four, and I'll be right back." Mrs. Carter instructed her son, as she left the kitchen, and headed for the front door.
'Inviting the Sullivan's over will help in this plan of mine and the Reverends for getting Landon and Jamie close again.' And with that thought in mind, Mrs. Carter skipped up the steps to the door and began ringing the doorbell waiting for an answer from the Sullivan's.
As Landon made it to the Sullivan's property; he began jogging the rest of the way, and up the stairs.
"Hey, Momma." Landon said breathlessly. "Hey, you must be Reverend Sullivan," Landon assumed.
"Yes, I am, it's nice to meet you, ag..." Hegbert began to say again, but stopped, when he knew that Landon had not remembered him, nor would he even know he had known him when he was a child.
"It's nice to meet you too sir." Landon told him.
After a few minutes of silence, Landon's mom started talking, "So Landon, what's that in your hand?"
"Oh, yeah, oh this is Jamie's book or something, she left it in my car, I came to give it back to her." Landon told them, as he began looking at the book in his hand, which was a bible.
"Thank you Landon, if you would like to run it up to her, your more than welcome, I'd like to talk to your mother a few minutes more before she goes home to fix dinner for you." Hegbert told him. "Or you could leave it here with me, whichever you prefer."
"I'll run it up to her, that's fine. You can stay and socialize. Uh, where's Jamie's room?" Landon asked.
"Through the door, up the stairs, take the right hallway, and her bedroom is the third door on the left side." Hegbert informed him.
"Ok." Landon whispered, and began his way through Jamie's house.
'Wow, I've never seen a house so plain, and church like before' Landon thought to himself as he made his way up the stairs, missing all the pictures that were hanging off the walls in the hallway, living room, and staircase halls.
As Landon walked up the stairs, he heard Jamie singing something. Her voice sounded like an angels.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he followed the angelic voice. He reached her door and watched her, listening to her beautiful voice.
"But if I can't swim after forty days...and my mind is crushed by the crashing waves...lift me up so high that I can not fall," She sung.
'Wow, she's amazing...' Landon thought as he stared at her, unnoticed.
"...Lift, me up Lord...lift me up...when I'm falling...I'm weak and I'm dying...I need you to hold me...to keep me from drowning again..." She continued.
She was unpacking boxes while singing, but she stopped as she saw a picture. She just stared at it.
Landon tilted his head to look at the picture. The picture was of a young girl, probably Jamie, with a little boy beside her.
Landon looked at the picture more closely, 'Why dose that boy look so familiar?' Landon thought.
Just then Jamie looked up and saw Landon standing in her doorway, just staring at her. She looked startled.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry Jamie, I should have said something?" Landon said, apologetically.
"No Landon, I'm fine. It's okay" Jamie said, shaking her head.
There was silence for a moment.
Then Landon broke the awkward silence by saying; "Uh you left your book in my car,"
"Oh ok. Thank you for returning it Landon," Jamie replied, taking the book.
For a moment their hands brushed. A brief shiver went through Landon's body.
"You're welcome. I guess I'll see you around, bye Jamie..." Landon said, trying to get out of Jamie's intense stare.
"Good bye Landon," Jamie said going back to unpacking her boxes, and thinking of how familiar Landon's face had been to her.
Landon walked down the stairs and out the house wondering why he had wanted to leave so badly.
"Bye momma, I'll see you at home. Bye Reverend Sullivan, it was nice meeting you." Landon said, as he began walking down the stairs
"Bye Landon," Both of them said at the same time.
"Oh, wait. Landon," Mrs. Carter called his name, remembering the Reverend and her plan.
"Yeah?" Landon asked.
"I was wondering, if you wouldn't mind taking Jamie home, because it would be very inconvenient for her to have to walk everyday after school. Especially when we are neighbors," Mrs. Carter replied.
"Yeah, sure momma." Landon said.
"Okay. Thank you sweetie..." Mrs. Carter smiled.
"Your welcome momma," Landon said, embarrassed. As Landon walked down the Sullivan's front porch, he wondered what he was going to tell his friends. Not that he cared what Belinda thought. It was Eric, Dean, and Tracie he was worried about.
When Landon got to his house, he waited until his mother got home to talk to her.
"Momma, is it just me, or does Jamie remind you of someone, someone that we knew a long time ago?" Landon asked curiously.
"Well, I don't know Landon." Mrs. Carter lied. She knew exactly what he was talking about, his and Jamie's friendship when they were children. "What exactly reminds you of this girl?"
"Well, the way she acts, she's always so happy. And then there was the house, it was exactly like my friends house a long time ago, and then, there was the picture, of I guess Jamie, and some young boy, that was taking a long time ago. The boy had like light hair though, and mud all over his face, and he reminded me of someone else I used to know, but now, I think I'm losing my mind." Landon told his mom as he began to sit down at his table.
"Oh, wow, those are strange coincidences Landon," Mrs. Carter began saying something, and didn't complete the thought that she was going on. "Landon?"
"Yeah momma?" Landon said, looking up from his trig book.
"Are you being nice to Jamie Sullivan because she's our neighbor, or." Mrs. Carter began again, but this time was cut off by Landon.
"No, she reminds me of Lizzy, and she seems like a good person." Landon told his mom, and then went back to his homework.
'Oh, but Landon, I wish that you could figure out that Lizzy is Jamie.' His mom thought quietly to herself.
"Landon, wash up for dinner, and then help me set the dinner table, but tonight, it's for four, and I'll be right back." Mrs. Carter instructed her son, as she left the kitchen, and headed for the front door.
'Inviting the Sullivan's over will help in this plan of mine and the Reverends for getting Landon and Jamie close again.' And with that thought in mind, Mrs. Carter skipped up the steps to the door and began ringing the doorbell waiting for an answer from the Sullivan's.