Crazy Girl

20. Funeral

"You have fun spending time with Jacob?" Liz asked Marley as she walked into the house.

Marley hesitated at first but spoke up.

"Yes. We had an amazing time together, Liz."

"Mhm... So what did y'all do?"

"We watched a movie and ordered out.."

"What did y'all watch?"

"Why are you asking me so many questions?"

"I'm just making sure you guys didn't do anything you weren't supposed to."

Marley got nervous and walked upstairs to get dressed.

She sat on the bed and waited for Liz to come behind her.

Since Marley left most of her belongings at her old house they got thrown away. Thankfully Liz had a daughter who was more than welcome to share her clothes with Marley while she was away at college.

"I'm sorry for walking away like that, Liz."

"It's okay sweetheart. I know the feeling."

"What feeling?"

"When an adult confronts you about sex."

"I don't know what you're talking about.."

"I was your age once, Marley. I know the signs. You don't have to hide anything from me."

"I should've just came right out and said it! I knew it was obvious.."

Liz chuckled and grabbed a black dress from out of her daughters closet.

"Here baby girl, try this one on. I'll be right back."

Marley took the dress of the hanger and took off her clothes. As she was taking off her pants a note slipped out of it.

She picked it up and read it.

Marley,

I had an amazing night with you and I was wondering if after today, you'd like to go to dinner with me and my mother? Let me know after the funeral. Love you.

Signed, Jacob

Marley was smiling ear to ear but her heart was pounding as she had the thought of meeting Jacob's mother.

Marley put the note down and put the dress on. She was waiting on Liz to come back in and zip it up for her.

She looked at herself in the mirror and shyly smiled.

Liz snuck behind her and rubbed her shoulder.

"You look beautiful, honey."

Marley smiled and ruffled her hair as Liz zipped the dress up for her.

"We both look amazing." Marley said.

"Let's get you some shoes. Do you know how to walk in heels?" Liz asked.

"Maybe.. I'm not sure."

Marley used to try on her mothers heels when she was younger and walk around in them. Her mother, being the women that she was, had six inch stiletto heels.

Liz handed Marley four inch pumps.

"Walk around in them. Make sure you can do it. I wouldn't want you falling in front of everyone."

Marley knew what she was doing.

"I got it!" She exclaimed.

"Good, now let's get going. I just have to grab my shoes and we can go."