PART TWELVE: Buried Box.
"Can I take you car, Detective?" said Gracie as she put her coat on.
"You can if you stop calling me Detective!" said Vartann without taking his eyes away from the basketball game.
"Can I take your car, Lou?" said Gracie feeling weird about calling him by his first name and not his police title.
"Yes, you might!" replied Vartann with a small smile on his lips as he took his eyes away of the TV for awhile.
Just when Grace was about to leave the house, her mom was arriving.
"Where are you going?" asked Catherine intrigued.
"For a walk. Don't worry I'll be home for dinner." said Grace before kissing her mother on the cheek. She was about to leave when she suddenly turned around.
"And you two behave!" she said with a wink.
She drove with no destiny and suddenly she found herself in her old street. She decided to park the car and go for a walk. She knew that street by heart, and how much she missed that old place. The houses, the green, the silence, the quiet. It didn't take her long to realize why she had suddenly stopped. It was her house. The only place that still felt like coming home.
Flashback:
They were standing at the stairs. She was shaking with nervous and anxiety. Her sister was trying to calm her down by making fun of her. And even that wasn't helping. Their mom was holding her future in her hands. It was torture. They finally opened and smile appeared on her mom's lips. "I'M GOING TO LA!'" She couldn't believe it! She was going to where she wanted the most - UCLA.
Two yearslater they stood in the same place, in the same situation. Once again someone's future relied on their mother's hand. But Lindsey didn't have her patience. She ripped the letter from her mother's hands and opened it! She started jumping "BROWN I'M GOING TO BROWN"
End of flashback.
"Hey miss!" she suddenly realized someone was calling for her. It was a man standing in her doorway, her old doorway.
"Hey miss, are you alright?" He asked
"I used to live here. Yeah, I'm fine..."
The man was about to closed the door when she ran up the stairs.
"But I could use your help. My name is Grace Willows" she said as she searched for her ID inside her purse. "And I use to live here with my mom - Catherine Willows and my si... Oh here it is!" She said as she picked up her university ID "Not my best photo but that's me."
"I've met your mother. Did she forget something?"
"No, I did. My sister and I left a capsule case... buried in the backyard. We put our acceptance letters and wishes inside that box and then we made a pack. We'd a open that box 10 years from now to see if we had accomplished our dreams.
She sat in Lou's car with the capsule box in her lap. She wanted to open it. Even thought that wasn't the deal she had made with Lindsey. But nothing else was like when they first buried it in their backyard. That backyard was no longer theirs. That house was no longer home. And they were miles apart. Apart from each. Apart from that mom. How much she wish she could turn back time. To a time to when the three of them were living under the same roof, where a house didn't feel like just a house but more like a home. She took a deep breathe before opening the box. The first thing she saw was the letter they had wrote to each other. She opened the envelope and read it.
No matter what comes across and where this crazy road leads us to I will always be yours and you will always be mine. Sisters by accident, friends by choice.
With love, the other Willows
She finished reading the letter and picked up her cell phone from the bottom of her purse.
"Hi Lindsey" she missed the sound of her sister's voice.