When we finally pulled up at the house I was excited. I hadn't been to this house in years! It was just as I remembered, a white two story house with an absolutely beautiful garden. Maw-Maw loved planting flowers, it probably helped that it was constantly raining here. Maw-Maw taped my shoulder.
"Come on, get your bags and I'll show you to your room. I've had a few kids that you will go to school with help paint and put everything together", she said.
When we got into the house I smiled. It was just like I remember. After you got out of the small hallway it lead straight into the living-room, where my grandpa's big screen television sat, surrounded by a couch, love seat, and my grandpa's recliner. In then entry way to the left is where the kitchen was and an archway that lead to the dinning room. In the living-room there was a staircase where I knew my room would be.
"You'll have the upstairs to yourself, I can't get up and down the stairs anymore to get up there. One room will be your bedroom, the other will be your computer room. I already have everything set up the right way...well I think I do? I don't know much about computers but I had a friend set it up", my grandmother said, making me laugh.
"Oh that's fine Maw-Maw, thank you so much!"
"No need to thank me sweetheart, I did it because I love you. Now go on upstairs and unpack while I make dinner. Does fried chicken sound good?"
I felt my stomach rumble. I haven't had Maw-Maw's cooking in so long. She was by far the best cook I have ever had the privilege of knowing.
"Sounds great! I'll go fix up my room and I'll be back down to help, okay?"
"Alright darling, tell me what you think of your room when you come back down", she said walking into the kitchen.
I walked upstairs and seen all the pictures on the wall of my dad, mom, grandparents and I. I smiled, remembering all those happy memories. When I finally reached the top of the stairs, I entered my room and gasped. It was beautiful, absolutely and utterly beautiful. Maw-Maw had painted the walls a fancy intense yellow and had a dark purple carpet put in. The bedding was a beautiful lavender with light yellow thrown in every now and then. The dressers and desk where and elegant grey color, making the room all tie together. I smiled a broad shit-eating grin knowing that my grandmother remembered my two favorite colors were purple and yellow.
"I love it", I whispered to no one.
I put all my close in the closet and dressers, making room at the bottom of the closet so I had room for my shoes. I hung up photos of my dad, grandparents, and my best friend, Bridget. I took out the last few photos and paused. They were of my mother, before she got married to him. They were of us, before the accident that claimed my fathers life. After contemplating for a few moments I hung them up. She was still my mother and I loved her.
I went into the room across the hall and looked around. The room had green walls and had a light colored hardwood floor. In the room was a windows computer with a printer next to it. I felt a bit bad that Maw-Maw bought one, knowing that she will never use it. I would help out a lot to make it up to her. The room had basic office supplies so I put all of my technology devices, besides my phone, in there and went to go set up the bathroom.
When I was done with everything I put my long curly hair into a messy bun and went back downstairs. When I got into the kitchen I seen my grandmother setting everything in the dining room through the archway.
"Come on and sit down sweetheart, everything is done", she said smiling.
Smiling back I said to her, "okay but tomorrow I'm going to cook us a nice dinner."
"That's fine sweetheart, you can have it ready before I get home from my shift at the hospital", she said smiling that cute old person smile.
"Alright Maw-Maw, I'll even make a coconut cream pie", I said. Cooking and baking were two of my favorite things to do. I loved doing them ever since I was little.
"Tomorrow why don't you go down to the beach, it is very beautiful you know."
"I will I love the beach", I said. We lived in Forks but we were very close to the La Push border. We couldn't live on the reservation because we didn't have quileute blood in us. The house was surrounded by woods which on one half was Forks and the other half La Push.
"I have your Paw-Paw's truck in the garage, I'm giving it to you because I know he would have wanted you to have it", she said smiling a soft smile.
"Thank you", I said softly. I loved that truck. It was a 1999 Ford, black, four door pick up.
After dinner and me cleaning up, my grandma went to bed kissing me on the head saying she had to get up for work early. Since today was Friday I didn't have school for a few days. Something I was thankful for. After talking to Bridget for a few hours I took a shower and went to bed.
The last thing I remember before going to bed was thinking of the beach tomorrow. I had a feeling in my chest that told me this visit would change everything.