It Started on Daisy Hill

Third Chapter

after a month, i had given up. father wasn't coming back. i stopped going to school. gave up eating, except when Mother forced me to come to the table.

"Eva i want you to go outside today. i don't think its healthy for you to be in your room all the time. go now!" she said as someone knocked on the door. i walked outside expressionlessly and passed an older man, about mid forties at the door. he had grayish black hair with a matching beard and ugly green-grey eyes. everything about him was grey. his clothes his shoes. everything.

i turned around when i noticed that Oliver was behind me. i stopped talking to Oliver a couple weeks ago because it occurred to me that if he hadn't been goofing off on the way home, i would've gotten home in time to see Father. but now i turn around, glanced at him, and walked over to my swing that was attached to the biggest oak tree you've ever seen. without a word he began pushing me. i looked down sorrowfully.

"Eva...." he started.

"what Oliver." i asked annoyed.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry about everything. I'm not sure what i did but i dont like not talking."

..." i couldve seen Father. i couldve seen him. i couldve..."

he grabbed the ropes of the swing to stop me.

"that's what this is about? Eva if i hadn't been kidding around you would've seen your Father get shot!" i got up quickly and turned on my heel. 

"you don't know what your talking about! if someone else had been there he wouldn't have been shot!"

"i dont think that was the problem Eva! your Father was a cheat. hepretty much stole money from people! no wonder somebody shot him! he probably stole their house!"

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" i ran to a small Field to the right of the swing that was filled with purple wild flowers. i used to play here when i was little and make headpieces for all my dolls. the purple flowers just made them beautiful. 

now i sat there and cried. Oliver came beside me after a few minutes and sat down. 

"I'm sorry Eva. your Father was an honest man. I'm just confused. about you and your Mother and Edgar-"

"whos Edgar?" i asked.

"the man inside. your Step Mother invited her here so she could interview."

"interveiw for what?" 

"....shes trying to find a rich man for......for you to marry." he said solemnly. 

"what?" my mind went blank as i suddenly realized what my Step Mother had in store for me...