Date: 8-21-2016
Brenda's p.o.v
Fearful, I stand before my parents' house with a suitcase in hand. I feel like vomiting. "Mom, they will be happy to see you" Maisie assures me. Holding
my hand, Maisie accompanies me to the front door. I ring the door bell, but nobody answers the door. Luckily, I have my house key. I unlock the door and my mind is flooded
with memories. I am transported back to a much happier time, pre the "dark ages". My perfect utopia actually doesn't actually come true. In reality, the house gives me
goosebumps. Brandon's smiling face restores life back into the dark gloomy place. "Brenda!" Brandon exclaims hugging me tightly. "Brandon, I am happy to see you. Where
is mom and dad?" I wonder. "Mom and dad are dead. Mom had a brain aneurysm last year. Dad passed away in his sleep soon afterwards" emotional, Brandon explains. My
heart sinks like a ship within my chest. Adding to Kennedy's death, their loss is extra painful. "Hello Brandon, my name is Maisie. I am your niece" Maisie chimes in. I am
thankful for this brief distraction. At first, Brandon is skeptical about Maisie's paternity. I dodge his questions concerning her father. He comes around eventually. Somewhere
between catching up and watching the news, I am disorientated. Strangely, Kennedy's death by which occurred in Georgia has followed me out here. Brandon doesn't know that
Kennedy is his nephew nor I have breast cancer. Grief takes such huge toll on my body that I faint.
