Antique House - Book One

Epilogue

It had been four months since Jobe had passed and Melinda found the only way that seemed to ease the pain was working with her two horses.

She had taken a leave from work after the funeral and cashed in her banked vacation pay to keep her afloat financially. Most of her time was spent working with the youngest mare and training her to respond to cues. It wasn't an easy task to complete but Melinda had done her research and eventually made small progress.

There were many times that she could swear she heard Jobe's voice in her ear guiding her through the hurdles.

As she was sitting in the bunk house and reading, she heard a loud knock on the door, which startled her.
"Who could that be?" She wondered as she got up and threw on her sweater. "Just a moment"
"Who is it?" Melinda asked before she opened the door.
"Delivery, ma'am"

As she opened door, she looked at the courier and said "I didn't order anything. Are you sure it's the right address?"

Showing her the address and giving her envelope with Jobe's name on it, he reassured it was already paid for.

"Thank you, but I am sorry he has passed away- I am not sure if I should sign for it."

He flipped though his paper work and found a note saying it was a gift. Without telling her the exact details, he smiled and told her it was alright.

"Thank you" she said as he walked away.

Wondering whether or not, she should open the package she decided it to just set it aside for now.

"God will let me know what to do when as if it is right!"

Weeks passed and Melinda had forgotten about the package that was lying on her kitchen table until one day when she knocked it on the floor accident by accident while she was putting up the new curtains that she had sewn.

Picking up the package, she looked at the large manila envelope and fingered the package and noticed that there was something bumpy inside. Worried that whatever was in package may have been broken, she took a deep breath and began to open it.

As she was opening up package she heard a small thump and when she looked down to her amazement she saw a small jewellery box. Shocked at what was in front of her eyes, she stood frozen in her spot for several minutes.

"What did he buy?" she wondered to herself. Trembling she leaned down to pick up the small black box and began to open it. When she opened the delicate box she gasped as the jewellery box fell to the floor.

Sitting in the lined box, was a diamond ring that was an exact replica of her grandmother's engagement ring. Gaining her composure Melinda took out the receipt inside the envelope and noticed that the ring was designed two weeks before he had passed away.

Melinda fell to her knees and wept for him, she missed him every day but for the first time she began to feel robbed. There were so many lost dreams and hopes that were broken when God called him Home.

"Now what do I do, Lord? Where do I go from here, please help me Gran!" Melinda said as she sat on the floor and hugged her knees.