The Sexton House - Harry Styles * COMPLETED*

27.

After Jane and I left the park I drove her back to my place where she bids me goodbye. She said she had something to do, so I didn't question her.

I grab the left over groceries that Jane said I could have since she just went shopping for food. Just as I'm walking up the front steps my foot gets caught on the last step, causing myself and the food to come tumbling down onto the porch with a loud bang. Profanity was shouted loud and clear for anyone near could easily hear my words of anger. I get back up after gathering the groceries that had fallen out of the bag with my little stumble I just had.

"Great, this is just great." I mutter to my self in callous tone of voice. The bottle of coke had somehow busted and was now all over my porch, leaving a sticky residue. I take the bags inside where I sit them down on the counter in the kitchen. I head over to the closet, in hope of finding a mop of some sort. After finding one, along with a bucket I fill it with soap and water.

I head back out towards the front and onto the porch. I begin to mop away the sticky mess that the coke had left. After a few minutes of mopping the porch was soda free.

I head back inside and place the mop back in the closet where it belongs. I put away the groceries, (After wiping the coke off of them.) I make my way outside to the back yard where I see Charlie resting in a lawn chair.

"Taking a break?" I amiably question.

"If you call sitting out here for a two hour break, then yes, yes I am." He grins widely, which follows a raspy chuckle. I shake my head at the old man before pulling myself up a chair and joining him.

"I saw you leave with Jane earlier. " He suddenly says.

"I did. We went for lunch at this cute little park. " I admit, remembering the smell of fresh cut grass.

"She's a lovely girl." Charlie tells me, while picking at his lawn chair.

"She really is. How do you know her again?"

"Her older brother used to work with me when she was younger." He answers, as he continues to pick at his chair.

"Oh, okay. What does he do now?" I fold my hands together, as I wait for a reply.

"He died a couple years ago..." Charlie trails off, looking out into the graveyard. I'm taken back and surprised, Jane never spoke of her brother passing.

"How did he die?" I know it's none of my business, but I would really like to know if he's willingly to tell me.

"Car wreck... The engine caught fire, the vehicle was in flames within seconds." My heart aches for her, I know that must have been terrible.

I sit there and think how precious life really is. You never know when you will die. It could be today, tomorrow, five years from now or even fifty years from now. But nobody knows and that's scary because you never know when the last time you will talk to someone will be. You never know. Value them, because they could be gone.

Heyyyy sorry for the wait lol I would have updated sooner, but I didn't have internet so yeah.

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