Chapter 6
The Munroe sisters spent the remainder of their vacation sorting their parents' belongings, having picnics and visiting with their grandparents, and looking up and visiting old friends. The rest of the time passed quickly. The day to go home soon arrived. The girls' bags were packed and loaded in their car. Sal held the photo album in her arms. They had shipped some boxes down to the beach house in LA, and tagged some furniture to be sent at a later date. The girls gave each of their grandparents a hug. "Thanks for everything!" they said.
"Glad to have you. Please come again soon."
"We will."
The sisters climbed into their car and backed out of the driveway. Sal spoke up from the back seat. "There is one more thing I would like to do."
"What's that, Sal?" Kris asked from the driver's seat.
"Actually, there are two. One is, I'd like to drive by our old house and see what it looks like now."
"And the other?" Jill asked.
"I want to go to the cemetery and visit Mom and Dad's grave."
"Sounds good to me," Kris said . They swung by their old house and parked in front of it. They looked at it for a bit.
"Just like anyone else, we had good and bad memories growing up. I'll keep the good ones," Jill said as her sisters agreed with her.
They drove by a florist shop and bought a bouquet of flowers. At the cemetery, Sal placed them beneath a headstone that said "MUNROE." The sisters silently reflected, and then returned to their car. Sal picked up the photo album again and looked at the last couple of pages of the photo album. "Oh, Jill. Mom saved your acceptance letter to the police academy. And there is a picture of you in your uniform with it. Grandma must've put it in there." She passed it up to Jill in the front seat so that she could see it.
"Oh, yeah. That was when I met Sabrina and Kelly. Those were good times, but they are stories for another time. I think I will start them with, "Once upon a time, there were three little girls who went to the police academy......."
The end