Chapter 3
Violet literally had to shake Sunny out of bed for school.
"God, Vi, you don't have to be such a bitch!" Sunny shrieked as she pushed the covers off her lap.
"Don't ever call me that again!" Violet screamed.
"Fuck you!" Sunny retorted, pushing Violet out of the room.
Violet ran to Quigley crying. He tried to comfort his crying wife and crying daughter. "It'll be all right," Quigley consoled, kissing Violet's soft brown hair.
"Today is going to be so hard," Violet said through sobs. "I miss them so much."
"I miss them too," Quigley replied, allowing a tear to escape his eye. "Get Sunny, she's not going to school today. I bet she's only upset because she misses her brother."
"Yeah, I hope." Violet wiped her eyes.
"Sunny," Violet entered her sister's bedroom, "you don't have to go to school today, since it's the umm…"
"I know," Sunny responded through gritted teeth. "Can I go back to bed now?"
"Yeah, sure," Violet offered a smile, but did not receive one in return
…
Violet set Isabella down in her crib for a nap. That doesn't sound like a bad idea, Violet thought, laying down in the spare bed in Isabella's bedroom.
"Bye Klaus! Bye Izzie!" Violet screamed as her brother and sister-in-law boarded the airplane. They had just gotten married the day before and were going on their honeymoon.
They turned around and waved. Violet placed her hand on her stomach. She had just shared the news of her pregnancy with them. Quigley had his arm around Violet. Sunny wanted badly to go with them. Duncan had to hold her back.
They were gone – inside the plane on their way to Hawaii. The plane took off and drove into the soft blue sky.
Then BOOM! The plane exploded, leaving a fiery mass suspended in the air.
"No!" Violet cried out, almost running toward the falling aircraft. "Klaus! My brother! What the fuck just happened?" Tears rolled down her porcelin cheeks.
"Izzie!" Duncan and Quigley cried. Sunny cried.
"They're gone," Violet murmured into Quigley's chest…
Violet sat up in her bed. She had the dream again. Every day this week. She always relived the dream this time of year. She called for Quigley, who arrived and began to comfort her.
"I'll go start dinner," Violet said, standing up. "Call Sunny and come down in ten minutes."
10 Minutes Later
"Sunny!" Quigley called, knocking on the door. No answer. He opened the door and let out a cry of horror.
"Violet, come quick," Quigley yelled. "Sunny's in trouble!"