Eric sat, waiting for Lucy in the airport. How could he have expected this from Jeremy? He told Jeremy about her earlier abduction, but he still hit her. How did he manage to fool him this much? He deceived him.
The plane landed and Lucy exited. It was a silent ride back to their house. He walked her inside, "I guess you probably want to rest."
"No. I want to talk to you."
They went into his office. Lucy sat down and her eyes drifted to the picture of Annie. She still looked at the picture as she spoke, "I don't know what Kevin told you."
"Everything he knew. Why didn't you tell me?"
"He was your assistant minister dad. Everyone loved him."
"But you're my daughter and I love you. I always have your welfare in mind."
She finally looked at him. "I love you too. I know you did your best. It's over now, so let's just put it behind us."
Eric hugged her. She reminded him of Annie in so many ways.
"What about Kevin?"
"I don't know dad."
Lucy went up to her room in the attic. Everything seemed to remind her of Jeremy. Jeremy. He had shot himself. Should she feel relieved? Because she didn't. Or sad? She didn't felt that either. She felt nothing.
She opened her closet and ran her fingers along all the dressed he bought her. She would never wear them again. She could smell his cologne on them. She couldn't stay here.
She went downstairs and ran into her dad. "Can I stay in my old room?"
"Sure."
"Thank you dad." She kissed his cheek and turned.
She went to her room she had as a little girl. She went to her dresser. A picture of her mom sat next to a jewelry box her mom had given her. She missed her. She sat on her bed, trying to remember everything about her. Her laugh, her smile and her fragrance.
A knock at the door brought her back to reality. "Lucy, Kevin is on the phone."
"Thank you dad."
She picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hi. I just wanted to make sure you made it. How was the flight?"
"It was fine."
"I miss you Lucy."
She swallowed. "I'm sorry. Thank you for calling." She hung up, amazed to feel nothing at all.
Kevin hung up the phone and slammed his fist on the table. He went out to the stable to take care of the animals. He pushed himself to work hard. Each day he got up early and worked all day.
He called her again four days later. They would have been getting married today. He could barely hear her voice on the line, "I'm sorry Kevin, but I don't think we can continue in this relationship."
He held the phone for awhile after she hung up. He missed her. He missed holding her and kissing her. How could he survive without her?
He started on the work and renovations he planned to do after the wedding. He remodeled the second floor of the house. He designed it so it would allow him to raise a family. Neighbors came by to see him, but he declined their help. He wanted to be alone. He thought about Lucy everyday.
He kept himself from calling her. Give her another day, maybe she'll call. He didn't want to force her. He told her he loved her. That would never change.
He lay in bed that night. He was exhausted after five weeks of hard labor, but he couldn't sleep. He was only kidding himself if he thought Lucy would call. She obviously wanted nothing to do with him. Lord, where did I go wrong? Why did you allow this?
Jeremy had gotten off easy. He caused people pain and death was to good for him. He deserved worse.
Lucy sat in the living room reading a book after the dinner guests had left for the night. Her dad found her there. "I think Mr. and Mrs. Wilson enjoyed your company tonight. But what do you think about Mr. Klein?"
She looked up. "Nothing. Do you really think you need to invite every single guy over for dinner and try to disguise him in old people?"
He forced a laugh. "Can't I try? And besides, what am I supposed to do?"
She stood up and went to the window. "Let me live my own life."
"Lucy, I can't just watch you be alone everyday. You should get out of the house."
"Fine. I'll get an apartment."
"That's not what I metn. Maybe you should go to counseling."
She smiled. "Why? To find out what's wrong with me?"
"No. To find out how to fix it." He sat down on the couch.
"I don't need to see a shrink."
"Shrink. Lucy a counselor, therapist... a priest!"
She turned to face him. "A priest dad? Which one? Do you have a request?" She asked him angrily.
"Go to the priest at the cathedral you mother loved."
"What?"
"She used to love to sit in the cathedral. She felt closer to God."
"Did she take me?"
"Yes."
She remembered the tall celings with the brightly colored stain-glass windows.
"But after-," he stopped.
"After what?"
"Why don't you sit down."
"I don't want to. After what dad?" She was getting annoyed.
"There was a situation there."
"Stop beating around the bush. What happened?" She said with anger in her voice.
"You were kidnapped when you were four years old from the cathedral. Your mother was distracted and they took you."
She dropped to the couch. "Why?" Eric didn't answer, he just sat with a dazed expression. "Dad?"
"I was helping a family. The police got involved and the man was going to lose his daughter, so he took you."
She remembered. Her mother told her to wait in the pew, but she didn't. an angel stood in a battle with the devil. The angel was supposed to be good, but he looked violent. She was mesmerized by the window. Then a man came behind her. His hand covered her mouth so tightly she could hardly breathe. He carried her out to his car. "Are you God?" "Yeah kid I'm God."
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The plane landed and Lucy exited. It was a silent ride back to their house. He walked her inside, "I guess you probably want to rest."
"No. I want to talk to you."
They went into his office. Lucy sat down and her eyes drifted to the picture of Annie. She still looked at the picture as she spoke, "I don't know what Kevin told you."
"Everything he knew. Why didn't you tell me?"
"He was your assistant minister dad. Everyone loved him."
"But you're my daughter and I love you. I always have your welfare in mind."
She finally looked at him. "I love you too. I know you did your best. It's over now, so let's just put it behind us."
Eric hugged her. She reminded him of Annie in so many ways.
"What about Kevin?"
"I don't know dad."
Lucy went up to her room in the attic. Everything seemed to remind her of Jeremy. Jeremy. He had shot himself. Should she feel relieved? Because she didn't. Or sad? She didn't felt that either. She felt nothing.
She opened her closet and ran her fingers along all the dressed he bought her. She would never wear them again. She could smell his cologne on them. She couldn't stay here.
She went downstairs and ran into her dad. "Can I stay in my old room?"
"Sure."
"Thank you dad." She kissed his cheek and turned.
She went to her room she had as a little girl. She went to her dresser. A picture of her mom sat next to a jewelry box her mom had given her. She missed her. She sat on her bed, trying to remember everything about her. Her laugh, her smile and her fragrance.
A knock at the door brought her back to reality. "Lucy, Kevin is on the phone."
"Thank you dad."
She picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hi. I just wanted to make sure you made it. How was the flight?"
"It was fine."
"I miss you Lucy."
She swallowed. "I'm sorry. Thank you for calling." She hung up, amazed to feel nothing at all.
Kevin hung up the phone and slammed his fist on the table. He went out to the stable to take care of the animals. He pushed himself to work hard. Each day he got up early and worked all day.
He called her again four days later. They would have been getting married today. He could barely hear her voice on the line, "I'm sorry Kevin, but I don't think we can continue in this relationship."
He held the phone for awhile after she hung up. He missed her. He missed holding her and kissing her. How could he survive without her?
He started on the work and renovations he planned to do after the wedding. He remodeled the second floor of the house. He designed it so it would allow him to raise a family. Neighbors came by to see him, but he declined their help. He wanted to be alone. He thought about Lucy everyday.
He kept himself from calling her. Give her another day, maybe she'll call. He didn't want to force her. He told her he loved her. That would never change.
He lay in bed that night. He was exhausted after five weeks of hard labor, but he couldn't sleep. He was only kidding himself if he thought Lucy would call. She obviously wanted nothing to do with him. Lord, where did I go wrong? Why did you allow this?
Jeremy had gotten off easy. He caused people pain and death was to good for him. He deserved worse.
Lucy sat in the living room reading a book after the dinner guests had left for the night. Her dad found her there. "I think Mr. and Mrs. Wilson enjoyed your company tonight. But what do you think about Mr. Klein?"
She looked up. "Nothing. Do you really think you need to invite every single guy over for dinner and try to disguise him in old people?"
He forced a laugh. "Can't I try? And besides, what am I supposed to do?"
She stood up and went to the window. "Let me live my own life."
"Lucy, I can't just watch you be alone everyday. You should get out of the house."
"Fine. I'll get an apartment."
"That's not what I metn. Maybe you should go to counseling."
She smiled. "Why? To find out what's wrong with me?"
"No. To find out how to fix it." He sat down on the couch.
"I don't need to see a shrink."
"Shrink. Lucy a counselor, therapist... a priest!"
She turned to face him. "A priest dad? Which one? Do you have a request?" She asked him angrily.
"Go to the priest at the cathedral you mother loved."
"What?"
"She used to love to sit in the cathedral. She felt closer to God."
"Did she take me?"
"Yes."
She remembered the tall celings with the brightly colored stain-glass windows.
"But after-," he stopped.
"After what?"
"Why don't you sit down."
"I don't want to. After what dad?" She was getting annoyed.
"There was a situation there."
"Stop beating around the bush. What happened?" She said with anger in her voice.
"You were kidnapped when you were four years old from the cathedral. Your mother was distracted and they took you."
She dropped to the couch. "Why?" Eric didn't answer, he just sat with a dazed expression. "Dad?"
"I was helping a family. The police got involved and the man was going to lose his daughter, so he took you."
She remembered. Her mother told her to wait in the pew, but she didn't. an angel stood in a battle with the devil. The angel was supposed to be good, but he looked violent. She was mesmerized by the window. Then a man came behind her. His hand covered her mouth so tightly she could hardly breathe. He carried her out to his car. "Are you God?" "Yeah kid I'm God."
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