Goodbye Coach

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Parking her rented SRT Hellcat behind the SUV carrying the rest of her family, Jay runs her maroon, ballerina nails through her beach waves styled hair while glancing at Becky through the rear view mirror. Sending her youngest sibling a wink, Jay's lips tug into smile as giggles fill the car before she leans over to unbuckle Umbra.

"HOLLYWOOD." Kurt McKenzie calls out to Lenny as Jay steps out of her car, a smirk playing on the teen's lips.

Opening the backseat door, Jay holds her hand out for Becky to take as the younger girl climbs out of the convertible before smiling up at her older sister. Picking up the leather handle of the short chain leash clipped to Umbra's padded harness, Jay interlocks her freehand with Becky's before walking towards Rita and their brothers.

Standing behind the group at the SUV Jay pulls a worn, no longer squeaking, carrot toy from an inner pocket of her blazer and passes it to Umbra; smiling down at the pure black rescue as he lies down beside her feet to chew the toy, with his leash lying down his side.

Taking the moment of both her hands being free, Jay relinks the golden chain connecting the front of her blazer and corrects her cuff links before acknowledging the the burning feeling of eyes staring at her. Hidden behind blue mirrored ray-bans, Jay's eyes scan the open area to eventually land on a 5'11 male with his gaze trained on her. Interrupted before she can check out the young man stood beside Charlotte McKenzie, Jay looks over to her siblings and Rita as Greg's ringtone echoes through the air.

"Didn't I tell you to turn the phone off there, Greg?" Lenny tells his oldest son.

"Yeah, but it's my massage therapist." Greg answers making his older sister roll her eyes before she leans across Keithie and plucks the phone from his hand. "Hey."

"We're at a funeral. Muestra un poco de respeto, idiota. [Show some respect, idiot.]" Jay scolds while turning the device on silent and slipping it into her inside pocket on the left side of her blazer.

"Thank you, Jay. And Greg, no cell phones." Lenny says before a short blond guy speaks up.

"No cell phones? Then I'm out of here."

"Higgie." Lenny greets with a smile.

"Who's ready to get their funeral on." Marcus Higgins asks before doing a weird dance. "I'm sorry, death makes me weird."

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Following behind her siblings and Rita up the church aisle, with Umbra obediently at her side, Jay slides into the pew just as Sally Lamonsoff approaches her parents. Sitting down between her brothers with her 6 year old Bullypit situated between her legs, Jay lightly runs her nails up and down Umbra's neck as he rest his muzzle on her left knee.

"I heard through a little bird that you guys rented the Earnshaw lake house for us, for the entire weekend." Sally says to the Feder couple. "That's like a dream come true for us."

"What's the Earnshaw lake house?" Greg asks overhearing his parents' conversation.

"Somewhere that dad spent alot of his childhood." Jay answers

"What about Milan?" Keithie butts in looking up from his game boy.

"We'll probably only be staying there for tonight, guys. You know how important this fashion is for mum."

"Well, I don't understand why you had to rest it for the whole weekend." Roxanne answers her husband as they both join their family in the church pew.

"Because it's a holiday. They won't rent it to you for one night." Lenny says in a low tone, attempting not to draw attention.

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