Aurora POV
"Thank you, Aurora. I know you are probably busy but.."
"No, it's okay Mrs. Jung. I can come over, I just need to know where you are." I asked
"Oh I am at Abacus Hotel."
"Ok, I'll be there in a few."
"Ok. Thank you so much Aurora."
"It is nothing, Mrs. Jung. I'll see you then."
"Yes okay."
With that I hanged up. I squatted down and sighed to myself. Nothing new is going to happen..I need to get myself straightened up. But I can't..it hurts so much and I am a mess! I can't keep doing this! There is so much on my plate, I don't know what to do with myself anymore...
But there is no time to mope around. I need to hitch a ride to the hotel and meet with Mrs.Jung..She probably has spare clothes for me to wear for the funeral. As I was leaving the station, I waved down a taxi. The noises of the tires screeching before it came to a stop. I walk to the passenger side car door and pull it open. I climbed in and slammed the door shut.
"Abacus Hotel...please"
A curt nod was given and all I could hear was the humming of the engine, driving to my destination. I prompt my head onto the palm of hand as my elbow leans on the side door. I looked out the window as all of the buildings passed by me. I should go to therapy or something. I need to rant....I need to do something to cope with..
"Ma'am. We have reached your destination."
"How much?"
"40 euro"
I rummaged through my handbag and handed the taxi man his euros. I gave an five dollar extra tip before getting out of his car. I look up at the hotel. Abacus Hotel is a simply layered hotel. But the exterior was rather nice to look at. They have a park for little kids to play at and even a pool.
I do remember a time coming here with my parents. I remember my dad was trying to sue the hotel because my mother slipped and fell on her ass. Just over a little spilled liquid that was on the floor. Sometimes it makes me think that my mother was just being dramatic just to see my dad angry. Maybe that is where I get the weird part from.
I sigh to myself as I take big steps forward to the hotel's door but someone beats me to the punch. Those call boys were quick to open the doors. I gave a quick thanks to the call boy before walking through the double doors. And there stood Mrs. and Mr. Jung, wearing all black. I strode over to the older couple.
"Aurora..sorry for the late matter but we're waiting for the funeral service to open up. It appears we were a bit too early. But we have relatives over there waiting at the parlor."
"Ok, Mrs.Jung..I'm sorry I didn't put any black on.."
"No, it's okay sweetie. I have a spare dress for you to wear."
"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Jung"
It was a medium black bag that was given to me. I held the bag in the palm of my hands and made my way to the bathroom. Come on Aurora..we need to keep ourselves strong for this funeral. As I entered the bathroom, I opened the black bag and looked in. It was a slim black dress, something normal looking. I removed the clothes that I was wearing and put the dress on. I even changed my pair of shoes. I need to give my thanks to Mrs.Jung for the extra pair of shoes.
I put the clothes that I was wearing into the black bag, I took a deep breath before leaving with the bag in my hand. Mrs. and Mr. Jung were patiently waiting for me. I strode my way towards them.
