Bad Romance(Book 6)

Chapter 24-The End Where I Begin

"I will take you...this is our last dance..."

"I can't believe she is gone...everything feels so numb now that she isn't here.", said Shannon as they arrived into Jared and Anka's house.

"I know...it feels that this house is so big...but somehow I still imagine she will just walk through that door any minute."

"It was good that you brought her parents here. Too bad they decided to move in here after she passed away..."

"I know, but I insisted on them being close to their grandchildren."

"So what are you going to do now?"

"I'll ask Jennie to come around and we can think of something together. She has been Anka's assistant and she can't just go jobless like that. I wanted to make a gathering, just the family...she never really had an eulogy. I feel it's the right thing to do."

"Sounds like a plan..."

***

Two days later

"We have gathered here today to say a couple of words about my wife. I know she didn't want this type of attention, but I feel that it's fair to do so. Anka was and always will be the love of my life. She has made me feel things I thought I was unable to feel before. As she was slowly fading away to a better world she confessed to me she loved me for twenty one years. I would've gladly given double that time to have her standing here between us. Laughing, making jokes...words aren't enough to describe the type of person she was. A brilliant woman, an extraordinary mother and an incredible artist. She is gone, but will never be forgotten.", began Jared.

"My daughter always loved you. I guess...it's easier to say that she knew it from the beginning. She just felt it."

"I know. And I'm terribly sorry for all the things I put her through...I wish there was a way to erase those bad memories or alter them..."

"Anka told me in the hospital to give you this...she told me to wait for the right moment to give it to you...I think the right moment is now.", said Helen as she handed Jared an envelope.

He saw Anka's pretentious handwriting on it and smiled as he tore it open.

"Read it out loud...", suggested Shannon.

"Alright...", said Jared as he pulled out the papers.

<<My dearest Jay...

If you're reading this then it means we are kind of...how to put it...royally fucked and I'm dead. Not your type of 'dead' but dead dead. I didn't want to write you a sappy goodbye letter that would make you cry because that's not really my style and I want you to remember me as the happy person who used to stick sugared cigarettes in your ears when your teeth hurt.

I know that you did exactly what I asked you to do, regarding my final resting place and there's a little part of me who is sure that you didn't scatter the last pieces of my ash in The City of Angels. Not because you didn't want to, but because you weren't ready.

I want you to be ready at some point. I want you to be happy and to smile. I want you to be the man I met years ago, regardless how hard it may be.