I was eight now and today after school I went home and did my homework at supper time my grandma looked at me and said, "He was found dead."
I didn't have to ask who because I knew she meant my father the one who killed my mother. A few tears escaped my eyes as I finally said, "Now maybe mom can find some peace."
"Ami I want us to move back to Karakura but you can decide if you want us to stay instead," she said seriously.
I looked up at her surprised and asked, "Are you serious?"
"Yes," she said.
"I want to go back to Karakura I want to know what I missed," I said nodding my head slightly.
Her old face broke out into a smile as she said, "Your mother would be proud of you Ami."
"I hope so," I said smiling slightly.
"You really are a wonderful girl," she said, "now let’s eat fast so we can go pack our stuff I want to be moved there by next week."
It only took us three days to pack our stuff since we didn't have much on the third day after school I looked up at it and smiled sadly saying, "Goodbye."
Then I raced home and didn't notice the odd laughter behind me.
((***??? POV***))
"Why are we here?" my subordinate asked confused.
"Oh nothing just checking the area for hollows Momo," I said nonchalantly.
"Alright Aizen-taichou but I don't sense any here in this district," she said glancing around.
I smiled at her and said, "I guess we can go back then."
((***NORMAL POV***))
As we drove down the coastal area of Japan Grandmother told me many stories of when she was a child and how she had grown up in Karakura town with many friends. I was fascinated by what she told me and was barely registering the outside environment if I had I could've saved her but I was unable to as a drunk driver got into a head on collision with us. I guess she told me all those stories because she had a feeling in her bones that she was going to die that day.
