Chapter 2
Rory giddily danced across the ballroom floor looking like a happy little five-year-old ballerina. Dancing without a care in the world, with all her old four year old troubles and all her new five year old ones behind her. Her delicate pink and purple dress twirled as she spinned and sparkled as the light hit her. Soon the party began and the room filled with handfuls of her parent's friends and Rory's also. It was soon time for the guests to leave. Her parents still hadn't arrived yet. Sara was starting to worry. It was 8:00 and they were suppose to be here at 5:00. The storm was still going and it had gotten worse. Sara's thought was interrupted as a pair of headlights pulled up in the dark & damp drive way. "Their here! Mommy, Daddy! There finally home!" Rory cried as she ran to greet her parent's at the door. Rory was soon disappointed as she opened the door only to see that it was not her parents, but the family's lawyer Mr. Harrison. He was a tall man about the age of forty, and he had been with the family even before Lena was born. He had a Mournful look on his face as he bent down to get to Lena's height. "Why hello there sweet baby Rory. How are you today?" Mr. Harrison said in a sad tone. "I ain't no baby anymore Mr. Harrison, I'm a five year old." Rory said proudly before giving him a big hug. Mr. Harrison picked her up and then went to Sara. "So how are you today Mrs. Sara?" "I am very well Harrison, today is Mrs. Rory's birthday so were all in a very happy mood today- " "We had a party and everything!" interrupted Rory as she started to play with Mr. Harrison's hair. "O yes how was the party?" "It was great" said Rory continuing to play with his hair "We had cake and presents and all my friends were there and everything! All that was missing were Mommy & Daddy." A sad expression came upon his face as soon as she had said that. He gently put her down as he asked Sara and Rory if they would join him in the Living room. Sara quickly picked up Rory as she followed him into the living quarters. As they sat down, Sara started to speak. "As happy as we all are too have you visit, I do not think you are here to see Rory on her birthday." "You are right Mrs. Sara, I am not here to see her but I do wish I was." "Harrison is it, is it Mr. And Mrs. Parker?" "Sara, while on their way home, they got caught up in the storm. The driver had been trying the best he could to stay on the road. The rain was pouring hard and it had been very hard to see. He didn't see the truck till it was too late; he swerved and ran off the road. The land was too muddy and he couldn't keep his grip on the steering wheel. They hit a tree from the front and they were thrown out of the car… Chris hit his head, and Hannah broke her neck. They were immediately rushed to the hospital. Chris died before they even reached the hospital. Lorelei died instantly. There both dead, I'm terribly sorry. This is hard on everybody. Avery and Marissa were not only good clients, but they were dear friends-" Rory had heard enough. She ran to her room tears streaming down her cheeks. She violently slammed her door shut as she hoped on her bed and started to cry into her pillow. He. Died. Hospital. She. Died. Instantly. Tree. Rain. Car Crash. Those words violently ran through her head as she started to scream, she screamed till she couldn't scream any longer. All her hopes, dreams and everything she had ever loved and known had been viscously ripped away from her. Her parents were gone and she had nothing left. She felt empty. She felt pain she never thought she could feel. She couldn't take it any longer; she just broke down as Sara rushed to her side holding her close telling her that it was ok. That she was here for her and that shed never leave her. She wouldn't let her be unwanted or unloved. She told Rory that she would adopt her. Rory only having Sara now nodded her head in agreement as she continued to cry. Soon Night turned into Day. And the day turn into weeks. Soon it was time for the funeral. Rory looked as grownup as a five year old could possibly look. She was dressed in a long black dress. Her long brown hair was braided into a ponytail. And she had a little bit of lipstick. She stood with Sara as she watched her mother and father being lowered into the casket. She just stood there staring without any emotion. She couldn't cry any more, she didn't want to cry. She couldn't smile; she didn't want to be happy without them. She couldn't be angry, nothing to be angry at. So she just stood there, saying nothing just staring. Soon the funeral was over, and it was time to go home. She said goodbye to her parents, kissed her hand twice and touched each of their gravestones. She told them she loved them and she come back every year and visit. She also promised that she would never forget them, never. Then as she slowly turned to leave, she left a rose on each of the stones and wrote in the ground "My mom and dad are here. Don't forget to bring them to heaven where I'll meet them when I die." Then she turned and left. Not looking back, afraid that if she did it would be real and her parents would be dead and she wouldn't be Miss Rory Hasten Parker any Longer.