Losing Grip
Chapter 4
"Logy!" someone cried, "Logy! Here!"
Allison. Thought Logan with a sigh. She is the only one who calls me 'Logy'.
Logan turned around to see his ex-wife waving at him from the front row of the church, patting the seat next to her with her other arm.
Logan sighed and began walking there. A voice suddenly came up from behind him.
"I thought you had better taste than that, Logan."
"Mary Anne!" He cried as he recognized the voice.
"Hi, Logy," said Mary Anne, teasingly.
"Whatever. Anyway, yes, I do have better taste, just that when I first met her she was nothing like this."
"Oh, no wonder you divorced her."
"I didn't divorce her. She divor-"
"Logy! It's starting already!"
"Oh, yeah, sure . . . just a second, Allison." Logan replied, "'bye Mary Anne, see you later."
"Yeah. 'Bye."
When the service started, Mary Anne looked at Logan. She saw Allison glance at her, then slip her arm around Logan. Mary Anne shook her head and paid attention to the pastor.
" . . .Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."
Mary Anne glanced at Logan, and as if on cue, Allison pecked Logan on the cheek and snuggled closer to Logan. Mary Anne could see that Logan was trying in vain to get out of Allison's grasp. When Mary Anne began to listen again, the Pastor had reached the 6th Beatitude.
" . . . Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see GOD."
That was Rachel. Pure in heart, Mary Anne thought as she glanced at Logan, and as she was, he was crying buckets.
Finally the pastor said, "And now we will allow Rachel's father; Logan Bruno to share with us a bit about her."
All through Logan's speech, Allison was sitting there with a smiling face, as though the death of her daughter didn't affect her. Mary Anne, on the other hand, was crying even more buckets. If she had measured all the tears she had cried, she would find that she had cried about 5 buckets!
When Logan finished, it was Allison's turn to go up and give her speech.
All throughout her speech, she kept saying sweet things, and she had he gaze fixed on Logan, who was ignoring her. Mary Anne was sure that she wanted Logan back.
And she was JEALOUS. Jealous that Allison was Logan's ex-wife. Jealous that Logan had chosen Allison over her. The little green devil was controlling her now. She felt like going up to Allison and saying "Logan's mine!".
"Mary Anne!" Logan called, putting her thoughts to an abrupt stop. "Come on, Allison's gone."
"Huh? What?"
"Allison left to take the plane to California. Business trip. She has a meeting as soon as she touches down at the airport. Come on!"
"Come on what?"
"Watch Rachel ascending up to heaven in smoke," said Logan in a far away voice as he stared at the men carrying the coffin onto the trolley to be cremated.
"Oh,"
Mary Anne held Logan's hand throughout the cremation and the scattering of the ashes at the sea.
She felt so much closer to Logan then she ever had been. Much closer that when they were in eighth grade and were official girlfriend-boyfriend.
As Mary Anne got into the passenger seat of Logan's car (He was sending her home), she notice Logan's wallet fall out of his pocket and open. In a transparent compartment was a picture of her and Logan at Sea City.
"You still have this picture?" she asked ridiculously
"Yeah, do you?"
"Well, yeah, but it's at home on my bedside table."
"Oh. I used to put a picture of me and Allison there, but there was no love in that relationship, so no point in putting it there." He said, with a shrug.
"Oh? So there's love in this one, then? You've got a picture of us there." Mary Anne answered, jokingly. Little did she expect Logan to answer her question in the way he did . . .
"Maybe there is," he said
Then he kissed her.
It had been something Mary Anne had been hoping for, since seeing Allison and Logan together, but now, things were just a bit different. Now she just sat there in utter disbelief.
~End of yet another part~
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Chapter 4
"Logy!" someone cried, "Logy! Here!"
Allison. Thought Logan with a sigh. She is the only one who calls me 'Logy'.
Logan turned around to see his ex-wife waving at him from the front row of the church, patting the seat next to her with her other arm.
Logan sighed and began walking there. A voice suddenly came up from behind him.
"I thought you had better taste than that, Logan."
"Mary Anne!" He cried as he recognized the voice.
"Hi, Logy," said Mary Anne, teasingly.
"Whatever. Anyway, yes, I do have better taste, just that when I first met her she was nothing like this."
"Oh, no wonder you divorced her."
"I didn't divorce her. She divor-"
"Logy! It's starting already!"
"Oh, yeah, sure . . . just a second, Allison." Logan replied, "'bye Mary Anne, see you later."
"Yeah. 'Bye."
When the service started, Mary Anne looked at Logan. She saw Allison glance at her, then slip her arm around Logan. Mary Anne shook her head and paid attention to the pastor.
" . . .Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."
Mary Anne glanced at Logan, and as if on cue, Allison pecked Logan on the cheek and snuggled closer to Logan. Mary Anne could see that Logan was trying in vain to get out of Allison's grasp. When Mary Anne began to listen again, the Pastor had reached the 6th Beatitude.
" . . . Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see GOD."
That was Rachel. Pure in heart, Mary Anne thought as she glanced at Logan, and as she was, he was crying buckets.
Finally the pastor said, "And now we will allow Rachel's father; Logan Bruno to share with us a bit about her."
All through Logan's speech, Allison was sitting there with a smiling face, as though the death of her daughter didn't affect her. Mary Anne, on the other hand, was crying even more buckets. If she had measured all the tears she had cried, she would find that she had cried about 5 buckets!
When Logan finished, it was Allison's turn to go up and give her speech.
All throughout her speech, she kept saying sweet things, and she had he gaze fixed on Logan, who was ignoring her. Mary Anne was sure that she wanted Logan back.
And she was JEALOUS. Jealous that Allison was Logan's ex-wife. Jealous that Logan had chosen Allison over her. The little green devil was controlling her now. She felt like going up to Allison and saying "Logan's mine!".
"Mary Anne!" Logan called, putting her thoughts to an abrupt stop. "Come on, Allison's gone."
"Huh? What?"
"Allison left to take the plane to California. Business trip. She has a meeting as soon as she touches down at the airport. Come on!"
"Come on what?"
"Watch Rachel ascending up to heaven in smoke," said Logan in a far away voice as he stared at the men carrying the coffin onto the trolley to be cremated.
"Oh,"
Mary Anne held Logan's hand throughout the cremation and the scattering of the ashes at the sea.
She felt so much closer to Logan then she ever had been. Much closer that when they were in eighth grade and were official girlfriend-boyfriend.
As Mary Anne got into the passenger seat of Logan's car (He was sending her home), she notice Logan's wallet fall out of his pocket and open. In a transparent compartment was a picture of her and Logan at Sea City.
"You still have this picture?" she asked ridiculously
"Yeah, do you?"
"Well, yeah, but it's at home on my bedside table."
"Oh. I used to put a picture of me and Allison there, but there was no love in that relationship, so no point in putting it there." He said, with a shrug.
"Oh? So there's love in this one, then? You've got a picture of us there." Mary Anne answered, jokingly. Little did she expect Logan to answer her question in the way he did . . .
"Maybe there is," he said
Then he kissed her.
It had been something Mary Anne had been hoping for, since seeing Allison and Logan together, but now, things were just a bit different. Now she just sat there in utter disbelief.
~End of yet another part~
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