Hello again! I am really liking this story so you can expect a lot of updates this week...if you like it! Um...I do not know Beth's last name....if you do let me know! Thanks!

Beth gripped the leather steering wheel of her small car and waited patiently for the traffic light to turn green.She looked over to her left and her eyes fell upon a street sign reading Delilah, the Giaradi's street.

Completely out of impulse Beth flipped on her blinker and turned her steering wheel to the left and proceeded to make a left turn. Something drove her to see Kevin and his whole family.

Beth drove down the quiet neighborhood. Then a question almost caused her to turn around. How would she be received? Last time she was at the Giaradi home, Kevin had pretty much kicked her out. But then again he hadn't remembered the whole story of why the two of them, high school sweet hearts, had broken up. After talking it over at a local coffee shop things were made clear between the two of them.

She should still go over to their house. Kevin and her didn't have the same feelings for each other anymore. Or at least she felt that way. She felt a deep hunger to see Kevin build in her heart. Someway she had to explain to him, that even though he was stuck in a wheel chair, even though he would never walk again, that she wanted to take his hand and spend the rest of her life with him.

As Beth chew on these thoughts, she pulled up their driveway. She had put the little car in park and shut off the engine. She grabbed her purse as she jerked the keys out of the ignition. There was no turning back now, she told herself as she sat motionless for a moment.

She nodded and stepped out the car and walked up the sidewalk. Soon she found herself standing on the porch ringing the doorbell.

Helen Giaradi sat at the kitchen table looking at a piece she had just painted. The dark blue waves crashed angrily at the rocky shore. No boat lied amidst theses uncertain waters. The sky though, was filled with hope and promise. Bright with orange and red, the sun raging strongly.

Helen contemplated at whither to make clouds or not in the work of art she had created. She rested her head on he palm of her hand that lied on top of her bended knee.

"What should I do with you?" she thought out loud.

Then the ring of the doorbell resounded through out the entire home. Helen flinched at the sound, she never liked the sound of a doorbell after Kevin's accident. She stood up and walked through the living room to the front door. To her relief, there were no police men, but Beth Johnson.

"Hello Beth, it's so good to see you!" Helen said very sweetly.

"Hello Mrs. Giaradi."

Feeling a draft a coldness creep against her Helen suggested "Oh it sure is cold out there, please come in!"

"Thank you very much." Beth said stepping into the instantly warmer house.

Helen sat down on a couch and looked at her son's past lover. "So what's brings you to the Giaradi home?"

"I just wanted to see how everyone was doing, and maybe see how Kevin is."

"Kevin is at work, actually everyone should be home in an hour. Would you like to wait? Actually, would you like to stay for dinner?"

"Oh I don't know Mrs. Giaradi, it might be a little awkward." Beth skeptically said.

"Non sense."

Beth really wanted to stay for dinner. But how would Kevin react? His ex girlfriend siting across the table from him. The tension would be the scent of the room. However the gnawing feeling of desire to see him over powered those emotions.

"Okay, I will stay for dinner. Is it okay if I go to my apartment and change?" Beth gave in.

"Sure, come back at five thirty." Helen gave permission.

"Alright, see you later then. Wait! Can you not tell Kevin? I kind of want it a surprise." Beth said standing up.

"Sure thing!"

Beth, full of joy walked outside to her car. She had not planned to stay over for dinner. But hey, what not a better opportunity to see the whole family. Especially Kevin.

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