Julie checked the names on the envelopes one last time.
Mrs. Elisabeth Lewis-Gornham
Mr. Micheal Lewis
She wasn't sure if one of them would come or even answer. But she had to try, at least for Marissa's sake. So she threw the envelopes into the post box and headed back to her car, worrying about the things to come.
Jimmy sat in his seat trying to deflect himself with a newspaper. It had been three days since his cell phone had rung. He had been on his way to the airport when his ex-wife had called him uncontrolledly sobbing and had told him under tears that their daughter was gone. His babygirl was dead. And he blamed himself for her death. If he hadn't abandoned his family a year ago they would live happily together today. Maybe they wouldn't have much money but they would be a family. Now it was too late.
The stewardess's voice got him out of his thoughts.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will land in a few minutes. Please belt up."
After he had make sure the lights were out downstairs and the frontdoor locked, Neil made his way upstairs to the bedroom. He could hear Julie taking a shower in the bathroom. The house hadn't seen so much tears and sadness since his first wife had left him.
He still couldn't believe Marissa was dead. Last week everything had been ok. It may had been the proudest day in Julie and Neil's life seeing their daughters graduating. From now on eyerything would change.
The bathroom door opened and Julie came out. She tried to hid her red eyes but Neil could see she had cried. After undressing her dressing gown she slipped to Neil under the blankets who moved over to her and laid his arm around her. Julie sobbed quietly and huddled against him. She was just glad she wasn't alone right now.