Blaze Of Glory

PikaDarkness

Chapter 22

Don't Look In That Box In The Ocean

It was just solid black on the beach, men in black suits and the women in black dresses with fish net face coverings. A black car had pulled up on the outskirts of the beach, carrying the casket of Danielle Hardy, she was to be passed through the crowd on her way to the watery depths of her grave. Jeff and Emma hoped she'd rest in peace with what they did for her.

When the casket was lowered into the ocean they got down on one knee and did the holy cross on their chests, Danielle was somewhat of a Christian and this was what she always used to do. Then they kissed their fingers and sent there hand upwards at the same time.

"Danielle Hardy." They all murmured it was a deep ring that carried up the beach because of the wind.

Jeff was on the receiving end of a thousand words of sorrow at the after ceremony where the mourners sat to eat and talk in low humid whispers.

Emma walked up to Jeff. "I wish that we weren't all brought together by a tragedy. How are you holding up?"

"Ok I guess, just thinking of how I had to send three people off into the afterlife." Jeff shook his head and sighed. "Dad Andrea now mum… who'll be next?"

"Not me… I'm sticking around longer." Emma smiled and pulled Jeff into a hug.

"Good because then I might not live another day." Jeff's voice was muffled. "I love you."

Emma tightened her grip on Jeff, "I love you too." Emma broke the hug as she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"You must be Emma." This man was old.

Jeff knew him though. "Hey grandpa Joe." Emma looked at Jeff with disbelief.

"No offence but Grandma was…"

"Not his child, dad was his kid, not mum." Jeff explained.

"The name is grandpa Joe, and I was 16 when your granddad was born." Grandpa Joe held out his hand and Emma shook it. "Must say I'm getting old in years but still like to live it young. Your father, inherited the live long and live young style from me, used to be wild in the old days."

Emma grinned. "I guess it runs in the family then." Grandpa Joe nodded.

"That it does, that it does."

When the after ceremony (Who says party for a funeral? What are you celebrating!?) Jeff was offered a ride home by a crazy character name Willis Jeff accepted, but offered to drive because Willis was half way drunk, he was drinking from grief.

In the end Willis was driving with Jeff and Emma settled in the back fearing the front seat because they'd probably be killed if he crashed. In the end they reached home and thanked Willis.

"I was scared for my life the whole way home" Jeff shook his head. Emma laughed. "Now I'm getting out of these clothes, there so uncomfortable."

"Right behind you, but first could you help me with these earrings?" Jeff sighed and helped Emma take the hoops out. "Thanks." then she kicked off the high heels she was wearing and limped upstairs. "These shoes do ruin your posture!"

Jeff laughed. "Do they?"

Knock, knock "Hello anyone in there?" Josephine.

Jeff hastened to open the door because Josephine was likely to kick it down.

"Hello."

Then Josephine was there for an hour, Jeff was itching for her to leave and get out of the clothes he was in, Emma had gotten changed and come down, listening to Josephine rant about everything with little interest.

"Well I best be off." Josephine sighed, getting up.

"Oh well do stop by again sometime." Jeff inwardly pleaded that this would be the last time. Josephine said she would the next time she was free then left.

Jeff immediately rushed upstairs and put more comfortable clothes on. Coming down Emma was flicking through TV stations. "Whatcha gonna watch?" Jeff asked, kissing the top of Emma's head.

"Nothings on!" Emma complained. "Maybe I should try foxtel."

"You dork! Why were you looking on normal channels?" Jeff shook his head, dodging the punch Emma threw over her head to hit him.

"Because." Emma didn't elaborate. Jeff chuckled and walked into the kitchen to put dinner on. "Wouldn't it be so funny if someone opened the casket ignoring our warning on the box and scared the hell out of them?"

"Starting up an investigation on how she died."

"Shouldn't take too long to discover brain tumour was cause of death, not to mention hospital records and everyone at the beach." Emma shrugged.

"You watch to many cop shows." Jeff sternly claimed. "what's the point of watching those shows the killer always gets caught."

"They can also be dramatic!" Emma was shocked that he didn't like them.

Jeff tutted. "Uh huh, like anyone needs anymore drama!"

"Oh and we all need action?" Emma asked indignantly.

"Yeah! Action is way better then drama!"

Emma ignored that and went back to flicking channels. Jeff came out of the kitchen minutes later. Emma was watching Family Guy. Jeff took the remote from her hands. "Thank you!"

"Dad give it back!" Emma shouted. "Don't change the station!"

Jeff pointed the remote at the foxtel box. "Whoops my finger slipped."

Emma slapped his arm and unsuccessfully tried to snatch back the remote.

Jeff held her off for a good period of time, Emma soon tired out and just slumped with a sour expression. Jeff dangled the remote in her face, pulling it away when she snatched at it. Jeff was winded when she punched his stomach hard. "Alright playtime is over!"

Emma took the opportunity to get the remote back and put it back on Family Guy. "You lose I win!" Emma gloated, Jeff scowled.

Dinner was ready in another hour, chicken and fettuccini. Emma devoured it at top speed, it was her favourite. Jeff took his time, he tapped Emma's shoulder and gave her a look that clearly told her to slow down which she did.

Emma went up to bed almost straight after, Jeff did as well.

"Night."

"Night."

They fell asleep without any troubles, knowing they were the only one who attended the funeral that would actually be doing so.

To Be Continued…

This is so close to my finale! Just two or so more chapters then its onto my prequel which I am anxious to get onto doing.

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