Thank you all for reviewing and being so patient. Here is chapter four!
Summary: A month later, Ruthie is still grieving, when she comes to make a tough decision.
"Ruthie!" Annie called to her daughter, "Let's go!"
When she did not see Ruthie appear, she turned to Eric. "You need to talk to her. Her attitude is not helping us. We let her be angry, but it's been a month and I'm getting tired of this."
Eric nodded, as Ruthie finally appeared and slowly went downstairs. "Have a good day Ruthie," Annie told her daughter.
"Yeah, yeah," Ruthie replied dryly as she collected money from her mother and headed out the back door.
Annie shot Eric a serious look. Eric nodded again. "I'll talk to her," he promised.
"Good." And then Eric kissed his wife and left. Annie sighed as she bean to do the dishes.
'Have a good day' her mother's voice rang in her head, as she collected her books for first period. Although her mother said that ever since Peter's death, Ruthie had never seemed to believe it. Every day had been miserable.
And so she decided to do something to do about it.
When she entered her house, her mother was waiting for her. "How was your day?" she asked. Annie rarely asked her daughter how her day was, unless something was wrong; but she had been especially careful since Peter's death.
"Fine," Ruthie replied, like she had all the other days.
"Dinner should be ready shortly."
"But it's only five thirty."
"Yes, well, I was an early start this morning. Why don't you bring your homework in here and keep me company?"
"Look Mom, I know what you're trying to do, so stop it. I'm ot doing my homework in the kitchen." And then she headed upstairs.
Once safely in her room, she shut her door, and paced back and forth. 'Should I go through with this?' She was wondering, but she knew she would. There was no other way.
I'm so sorry it's so short, but here is a little cliffhanger. I hope to update sooner than I have done in the past with this story. I may actually finish it!
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