Chapter 185 - "The Awkward Eulogy..."
Clara's PoV
'I look ridiculous in this dress' Evie scoffed wearing a plain black dress with a white ribbon around it and white cardigan.
She had a white bow in her hair and looked pretty respectable other than the fact that it was still the middle of a huge heat wave and so everyone was going to be even more miserable and uncomfortable than they already were.
Everyone knows that black practically absorbs the heat.
'You wanted to come to the funeral' I pointed out.
I didn't even know why we had said yes. She started going on about how she wanted to say goodbye and stuff but I think it was just an excuse to have the day off school.
There was no way we were taking Henry or Poppy but they were just too young for this kind of funeral and had hardly even met my Gran.
I'm pretty sure they only met a few times. John did point out how they had been to Lucie funeral so they had been to one before but they were a baby and a toddler then so they didn't have much recollection of it and 3 and 6 was just too young to be going to a proper funeral.
If it was me John or my dad even then I might reconsider it but not in this case.
'Why do we even have to wear black anyway?' She scoffed.
'Because black at funerals is a sign of respect and all people she wear black at funerals no matter how hot it is. My Gran would be saying all sorts of monstrosities about how in her day children didn't moan and they just did as they were told'
'Yes but she also said they Facebook was the invention of the devil' John smirked wrapping his arms around my neck in a surprise and actually it did help to calm down my nerves a bit.
'Eew. Kissing' Evie grumbled.
'She is never going to get a boyfriend and leave this house if she still thinks us kissing is gross' I smirked pecking him on the mouth.
'Meh. She'll get over the whole cooties and boys are gross thing. It's a phase' John's smirked. 'Your ready to go?'
'Not really. But I know I have too' I grumbled. 'And by the way... Gran was right. Face book was invented by the devil' I smirked.
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'Dad I don't even know who half of these people are? Do they know who I am?' I mumbled.
'Of course they do. Your my daughter which means your Thetas granddaughter. Don't be silly' Dad said as I was about to approach some guests but all went silent because the car was opened and that awful moment when the casket comes out of the back of the car happens and like 6 men carried the coffin into the church.
I can't say that Gran was very religious but she would have loved this funeral.
'Where shall we sit Mummy?'
'At the front okay guys? You sit with daddy and be good girls' I hummed making sure that John had Harry and I headed up to the front with my Dad.
We had co written the Eulogy which meant that we had written a page each of what we really wanted to say.
I had some quite embarrassing stories to really actually but I couldn't help it. I wanted to make my Gran laugh - even if she was dead.
'I... I remember the first time Gran took me to the beach. I was just 6. She let me have an ice cream and swim in the sea and have hot dogs for dinner on the sea front at Blackpool promenade. It was one of the earliest memories I have as a child. She really helped me through when my mum died and was great with her great grand children. She supported me through thick and thin... even when thin was finding her 15 year old granddaughter having sex in the back of the car' I said as Dad grimaced remembering that day.
I could even see John break a small sweat at the awful memory of that day.
I was stupid and naive and John and I thought it would be clever. We were young and still exploring everything about sex really and through it would be a good idea.
Wasn't so much when Gran found us both at it and yelled at me for weeks.
It seemed a little gross to be talking about that kind of thing in front of my kids but what I will say is that I can see where Gran was coming from. If I found Avia or any of my kids in that position I would murder them.
It's quite easy to forget that Avia is only 4 years off the age that I was when I started causing a lot of trouble in my teen years for my parents.
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'That was a lovely Eulogy Clara' Dad said as I was sat at a bench on the outside gardens of the pub where Avia and Evie were talking to some sort of relative that I had no idea about but apparently we were somewhat related.
'Thanks' I hummed playing with Harry's little toes'
'Why did you full name Harry? Why did you decide to call him Harrison in the end?'
'Gran always mentioned a Harrison in her life. I don't know much about him because she never spoke about him. But it sounded like she really liked him a lot. Maybe even loved him. John and I both loved the name Harry and I like having Evie's name as longer in Evelyn so decided we could do the same thing?'
'Harrison was your grandfather. My Dad. He always went by the name of sonny so you were never going to know and you only met him once when you were 2 years old. You were never going to have recollection of him' Dad hummed as John came over and touched my shoulder.
'Its time to go' he said with a small smile taking the car seat off the table and motioned the girls to the car.
'You should come and stay with us more often Dad. You should be more involved in your grandkids lives'
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