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Goodbye toYou

Chapter 1- Fall toPieces

The day had started off normally, as normal as any in the Cohen household. After a breakfast of coffee, bagels, and a side of banter, each member went to his or her respective destinations for that Friday morning. Seth and Ryan had been planning (or rather Seth talking and Ryan pretending to listen) their plans for that night. Sandy and Kirsten had been sneaking short kisses behind the sports section of the paper when Seth's back was turned. The boys then left for Harbor School with Marissa and Summer, and Sandy and Kirsten were standing at the door, about to part and drive off to their offices at Partridge Savage& Kahn, and The Newport Group.

"Ok… I need… to go… honey" Kirsten managed to get out between kisses that Sandy planted on her lips.

"Aw you're no fun!" he pouted.

"I am too fun, just not when my father is going to skin me alive if I'm late for the investor's meeting."

"Ok fine, but what time do you want to meet for lunch?" Sandy asked.

"I don't think lunch is going to work out today. I have stuff from yesterday I need to read through."

"Didn't you do that yesterday?"

"No… because I decided to come home early… when the boys were out… and we had the house to ourselves…" she said, making the wheels in his head turn.

"Ok… do you think you can make it home early tonight too then."

"I'll try my best. I love you." she said to him.

"I love you too."

She kissed him again, and then waltzed over to Range Rover, and drove off. Kirsten decided that she would come over around lunch time for a little 'pop-in' that she knew Sandy would appreciate.

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Kirsten was talking on the phone with one of her clients, confirming a meeting, for which she had to check on her palm pilot, to see if the date was open. Kirsten was also driving, on the way to Sandy's office. All of a sudden, while passing through the intersection, she dropped her phone, and reached down to grab it. The last thing she heard was a horn, and then everything went dark.
Sandy's phone started to buzz, and the word EMERGENCY flashed on the caller ID screen. Sandy's shot to the pictures on his desk, first a picture taken of him and Ryan at Julie and Caleb's wedding. They were both in tuxes, and offering a fake smile to the camera, both knowing Ryan would soon be leaving. Next his eyes scanned over a picture of Seth. Seth was about 6 years old, and he was covered in finger paints. His smile, however, was huge, and you could tell he had been rambling on about something. Finally, he glanced over to a picture of Kirsten and himself. She was standing behind him, and had her arms wrapped around him, her smile brilliant. He had his hands on hers, and was he was smiling. Sandy prayed for a moment before answering his phone that those three people were ok.

"Hello?" Sandy spoke, his voice hardly above a whisper.

"Mr. Cohen, this is Deputy James Harvey, and I am very sorry to inform you that your wife has been in an automobile accident."

Time seemed to have stopped for Sandy right at that moment. Everything that the officer said was not processed at all. After hanging up, he rushed over to the hospital, finding Seth and Ryan in the waiting room. Seth sat with his head in his hands, and Ryan paced the floor nervously, staring at his feet. Neither one of them spoke.

"Seth! Ryan! What happened?" he said running over to them.

Seth looked up, his eyes red and puffy but didn't reply. Sandy sat down next to him, and put his arm around him, rubbing his back. Ryan's voice cracked when he spoke.

"We-- saw- we saw them- bring her in. She- she uhhh…" Ryan paused, looking up, and Sandy could see the tears he was trying to hold back.

"She was out of it." Seth didn't speak, and Sandy's face was completely blank. He stared at a wall, thinking but not processing any information. This doesn't happen to people like him. The world was cruel, but Kirsten was the one thing that was perfect, and beautiful, and pure (well sort of) thing that this world had. She was too good to be true, and now she might not be anymore at all. Sandy sat down, hands behind his neck, and he looked down, to hide the tears welling up in his eyes, pleading to be let out, but held back by his pride. His phone started to ring again. Caleb. Sandy opened his phone and pressed the red button, hanging up. The world was officially falling apart. The pieces were crumbling into his hands. And there was no Kirsten to help him put the world back together.
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The doctor came out into the waiting room, and told Sandy the news. She fought long and hard during the surgery, but there was nothing else they could do. She's not going to make it, so you better go see her now. All the little pieces in his hands felt like grains of sand, broken down and broken down. Kirsten, the one who could put it back together, was drifting away from him.

"She's written you all letters- with her will. Would you like to read them?" the doctor asked to an incoherent Sandy.
"Can we see her now?"
"One at a time."
"Can we read the letters too?"
"Sure. I'll go get them for you."

Sandy couldn't remember telling the boys what was going on, or getting in the elevator or walking to her room. All he could think about was the last time that he had done something with her. Hold her hand- this morning, kiss her- this morning, hold her body close to his when they slept- last night, said 'I love you' to her - this morning, the last time that they would make love- last night. Everything was fine this morning, until she left for work. Sandy had always thought that they would be together forever. Never in a million years did they think that his beautiful and amazing Kirsten would be dead before she was forty, and he would spend the rest of his life wondering what they would be doing if she was alive. The grains of sand turned to powder, and the amount grew. It was all around him, and Kirsten was still drifting, further and further away.

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Ok not so sure about the world in pieces of sand metaphor… only thing that came to mind right there… so yeah. Please read and tell me what you like and don't like! I love to get reviews- but let's be honest- who doesn't? Merry Chrismukkah!