Right Now **EDITING**

The Crazy Idea

Virginie's Point Of View

May 7th

My family has this amazing idea of doing a little picnic at the Jameson Park for dinner, which is really not far from my house and is really beautiful.  It has a nice view of the lake and a small beach.  It will be gorgeous to see the sun setting.  It's the perfect time since the weather has been so clever today.  

They are packing up the car with food and covers as Matt and I are already getting in.  My sister then takes a seat next to me and I realise that three on the back seat of a Prius is a lot.  I'm all squeezed between Matt and my sister.  

On the four-minute drive over there, I point out to Matt Mark's house, with whom I went ice fishing with Liam, my godfather's house and lots of other interesting facts about my beautiful and small village.  We get there in no time and we park the car next to the gazebo.  We are surprisingly the only ones there.  It pleases me to know we have the park to ourselves. 

My sister gets out first and takes the covers out of the booth.  Matt immediately goes to help her to lay them on the wooden floor of the gazebo.  Dad and I take the food with us as Mom closes the booth behind us.  I take a seat across from Matt on the covers next to my mother since my sister already took place beside him and my father sits on the other side.  

As we eat, my parents ask questions to Matt about his life and his family.  I can tell everyone, including me, is charmed by his accent as he fluently speaks French with us.  I have never seen him smile that much since I know him.  It's crazy to think that less than a year ago, we were complete strangers.  Faith does great things sometimes.

"It must be weird for you to eat dinner this early, Matt.  Dinner is usually eaten late back home."  I realise, as I take a bite in my carrot, that I spoke in English.  I'm just so used to it with him.

"Yes, but with the jet lag, it isn't that bad."  He says as he drinks in his bottle of water and smiles back at me.

"You must be knackered."  I worry returning his smile.

"I'm surprisingly very good.  I can't say I felt the same when I was in the plane."  He jokes and it widens the smile on my lips.  My sister finds it funny too as she giggles loudly next to him.  She immediately starts questioning again on his interests.

The air is cooler than it was when I picked Matt up at the airport this afternoon.  We get to have a clear view of the lake and it is beautiful with the reflection of the sun setting and the amazing shades of colour in the sky as well as on the water.  I get easily distracted by the weather as a cool breeze caresses my skin delightfully.  It makes me miss London's weather a lot.

Mom puts her hand on my arm to get my attention.  I look at her and smile as she repeats me what Matt was talking about.  He is showing them the pictures I sent him earlier that I took on my other phone of our time on London.  He gets up and comes to sit on my side even if there's not much of the cover left to show me some of the ones he took himself that I've never seen.  There are lots of pictures of when Catherine, Lea and I came to his house the first time and got drunk.  Fortunately for me, no one has a clue.  He swipes right and I see pictures of when I came to his house and baked gingerbread cookies with his family.  I look at him and genuinely smile to express the pure joy I was feeling in the pictures he now shows me of Cindy and I decorating the house together when Harry was in America.  

I can read on my parents' faces great happiness to finally know about my journey overseas and how happy I was about everything I had the chance to experience.  I never talked about this and it feels right to do it now with Matt with me.  He scrolls in his gallery to show me his pictures of the Christmas party.  I get to see Lea again and I miss her so much.  I loved spending time with her.  She was genuinely somebody that I cared about.  We had a lot of things in common and she was very easy to talk to.  I loved the many lunches we had with Matt and Catherine in the cafeteria and all the laughs we had.  He shows me a picture I remember that Harry took of him, Lea and I as well as one including the twins and I.  It was a great time.  An amazing time even.  It makes my insides tingle a bit with sadness, that it can never happen again.  This time is over.  The only thing that can go back to the way it was is only the relationship I have with the twins, since it hasn't changed apart from evolving.  I get a bit emotional, not surprising of me, thinking about the luck I have to get to have them both in my life.  Part of me gets nostalgic about everything I went through.  I must control myself very hard to not let the tears fall from my eyes, but they ultimately do.  I quickly turn my head on Matt's side so that the less people get to see that, but he notices.  He notices always everything.