A week later
I lay my head down as my father says, "I feel now you need to know your mother. I know I was the one who kept you away from her but she is still your mother. She needs our help. Please Pearl, try to open up to her. She misses you." I say, "Father I am sorry but I don't want to know her. I don't want to have someone in my life. Who can't stay committed to one man? I don't want someone in my life. Who I can't trust. Father you can do whatever you want with her but please keep her out of my life?" He slowly nods and says, "Alright my dear Pearl. How are you and Oliver? It seems like he is over here constantly." I smile now that we are on a topic I want to talk about and say, "Good. His parents want Oliver to propose to me." My father reacts to what I just said and says, "Oh Pearl, that is wonderful but after a few more weeks and maybe a month." I smile and say, "Yes, father."
Two months later
I look out my window and watch the first snowfall and think to myself while petting my cat, "Wow the months have flown by. It's already almost December and the stocks haven't gotten any better. Bad things are happening everywhere around the world. People have lost their homes and lives. Many are starving to death but there is nothing we can do to help them. If we help them we will become the lower class also." I watch Oliver's car drive into my driveway. I smile and wait to hear the familiar knock on my door. My cat, Snowball, jumps down as Oliver knocks on my door. I say, "Come in, Oliver." I turn around as he opens the door to see him holding a bouquet of red roses. I smile as I stand and say, "You didn't need to buy me flowers, Hun." As I walk closer to him, he slowly reaches into his pocket and bends down on one knee. My eyebrows raise as he pulls out a little box and my hand covers my mouth. He opens the box to show a ring. He says, "Do you need me to ask?" I smile and say, "No, I will marry you." He smiles and gets up and slides the ring on my ring finger. I hear Betty and my father, "Is someone finally proposing?" I laugh and say, "Yes, I am going to be Pearl Grace Faye." My father and Betty run into my room and start hugging me and Oliver. I jump up and down with Betty. I hear Henry walk around the corner and into my room. He groans from a hangover and a girl slowly follows him into my room. Henry says, "So my annoying little sister is actually getting married?" I nod and he says before he leaves, "Congratulations, little sis." I look down at the ring and notice that it is his great-grandmother's ring. I tell my father, "I need to send a letter to Grandmother." My father smiles and Betty rambles off about how we need to plan the wedding. All I can do is look at Oliver and wonder where I found such a wonderful man.
YOU ARE READING
Pearl Grace Parker
General FictionPearl is sitting down with her granddaughter, when the little girl asks her about her own story. Pearl decides to tell her the story of her life starting back when she was born. Join Pearl through the roaring twenties, Great Depression, and war.