Krysta spirit of fortune ch 4
Chapter 4: friends never say good bye.
The next few years were a bit lonely after the encounter with Jack Frost, after all he had to spread winter around the globe. He and I would meet up sometimes. In fact he was there the day Ezmera died. I knew it was coming, all the luck I could give wouldn't stop time from taking its toll on her.
I used my ability over luck to make sure her last days were the best of her life. I thought that would help me ease the pain when she was gone. But no matter what you do for someone you love, when their gone they take a piece of your heart with them. I asked Jack to make it snow a light fluffy snow that day, Ezmera loved snow. No matter how cold and miserable it got during the winter she would look outside and say "the ground is covered with diamonds."
I sat next to her in her little wagon, it's one window showing her the snow that was falling just for her. She was smiling gently and there were tears in her eyes. Everyone had come in already to say their good byes, a new little runaway had become part of the troop and when she was old enough she would be the fortune teller, until then Monte was made the leader by Ezmera.
"Krysta, I don't know if you can here me or see me but I want you to know that I loved you like a daughter and granddaughter. I may be old but I remember the last day I saw you. That morning, on your birthday, I did a card reading and saw ill fortune and a undeserving death ahead for you. You were already in town when I went to warn you. But the last card told me you would be alright, even make new friends along the way. So, my luck charm, I hope that has what happened to you. And I hope to see you in another life. But for now… goodbye, I love you." Ezmera whispered the last part with her final breath, her eyes closing peacefully. I remained by her side, even after the troop had come and buried her.
And so that's were Jack found me hours later, sitting next to her grave half covered in snow.
"Hi." He said, sitting down next to me. I remained silent, staring at the grave.
"I'm sorry… for your loss." He said, putting his arm around my shoulders. He was cold but I leaned into his shoulder and allowed the tears I had been holding back flow. He sat there and patted my back until my tears ran dry.
"J-Jack, thank you. For the snow and for being here." I said once I had gained control over my emotions.
"It's ok. I'm guessing you two were really close?" He asked.
"Yeah, she was my best friend, and my mom, and my grandma all mixed together." I said with a sad smile.
"Well you know what they say about friends right?" He said with such a serious face I couldn't tell what he meant.
"No, what?"
"Friends never say goodbye, and when they do it really means see you later." He said, his face breaking into his usual smile.
"Jack, don't ever stop smiling." I said, giving him a small hug.
"Just try to stop me." He joked, a faint hint of something sad flickering in his eyes.