Brittany O'Neill and her family packed up everything and moved to Berkeley, California for a fresh start. Her brother and she were excepted into Berkeley University and she thought it would be the great college experience. With little to no stresses...
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Chapter: Ninety-Three
The likes of Liam, Clary, Zeke, and even Victor seemed more than eager to get out of the church, but I wanted to stay just a bit longer. I wanted to meet with Aubrey and tell her what a good job she did, but I decided to let her family be the first to congratulate her. Jay and Louis got a kick out of looking at all the paintings that were displayed on the walls and Mattie and Lily had to drag them away before anyone else stared at them weirdly. Henry and Megan had taken Abel outside after he got fussy. For my part, I walked in hand in hand with Niles taking everything in.
"Vincent took you to church as a child?" Niles asked me.
"He actually didn't, but mom did."
"Hmm, I'd have assumed he'd been there to take you."
"He always encouraged mom to, but he never went himself. As a child, that really bothered me because we went all the time. When he first passed away, I worried he was in hell because of it."
"No, Vincent was a good man, a good angel. He's in heaven, I'm sure of it."
"I hope so."
"You miss him."
"Every day."
"A guy like that is easy to miss for sure."
"I wish he were here now, to be honest."
"Me too."
After a minute of silence, he spoke again. "Eleanor loves plays. Watches the Christmas one at her church every year."
"Really?"
"Her family always go with her when they can."
"That's great," I beamed.
"We'll go to see them next year for Christmas, I promise."
"Okay, I hope so. I'll have to call them tomorrow to wish them a Merry Christmas."
"You should. I always do and they would love your call."
"Okay," I smiled now with the confidence that I was going to be calling and talking to them.
Mom walked over to stand with us, seeming not the least beat concerned that her boyfriend and several of the others had just disappeared outside. Whatever he'd told her, she must believe it and apparently thought nothing of it. She made small talk with us for a few minutes and then she turned to me. "I remember when you were a little girl, and you did things just like this."
"I was never in a play," I smiled.
"You could have been and should have been. Anyway, it brings back so many memories of when you and Jay were young."
