always forever - isaac garcia

001 : the walter boys

the walter boys ⋆.*ೃ✧

⋰˚☆ "think about the place where you first met me"

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i stood with my sister jackie in the colorado airport. my airpods playing taylor swift through them as i tried to romanticize my arrival, but i couldn't. i cracked my knuckles as i was getting tired of just standing there.

i was slightly nauseous from the airplane ride and the screaming baby on it, plus i ran out of downloaded the office episodes on my phone halfway through.

i actually thought i might like colorado, it was definitely a big change from where i grew up.
new york was loud and bustling with tall extravagant buildings and streets that feel like they go on forever. i had only been in colorado for a few minutes but i could already tell it was the complete opposite.

"jackie! avery!" i heard a voice yell and it snapped me out of my daydreaming.

i saw a tall woman with long red hair and a flowy brown and white dress. she was waving at us, i recognized her from pictures. and the funeral.
her arms wrapped around our shoulders and she pulled me and jackie into a hug.

"i'm sure you remember my husband, george?" katherine gestured after releasing from the hug.

"yeah" jackie and i both answered

george flashed us a smile and patted us on the shoulders as he went to push our cart which was almost over flowing with our bags.

"do you girls need anything to eat? any coffee" katherine asks us as she guides us out of the airport by our backs

"no thank you" the two of us responded

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the first thing i noticed about the walters house was it was yellow. bright, sunshiny, golden, happy yellow. i think looking at how nice and positive of a colour it is made me slightly nauseous again, which sounds ridiculous i know, but you try moving 8 states away 6 months after your parents and sister die.

"do you want me to help you with the bags?" katherine asked george as he opened the trunk

"no no, we'll get the boys to do it" he answered

i gave jackies hand a squeeze in an "it's okay" kind of communication. as katherine led us towards the house her phone rang and she picked it up sounding annoyed at the unexpected phone call.

as we stepped up to the front door, following george, an oblivious boy on a skateboard came whipping by and almost ran me over, as i watched him pass i noticed a boy sitting on a comfortable looking couch that was placed on the deck, he had his feet propped up on one of the armrests.

"hey! danny" he greeted us and pointed to himself

"evelyn" i waved

"jackie"

george opened the door and we followed him in, katherine following behind at a distance, still on a phone call she definitely didn't want to be on.