My Unlikely Best Friend

Chapter 62

    
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       The farther we walked into the light I noticed that, just like in the last memory, I began to hear things; but instead of the melancholy sounds caused by bitter weeping and despair, I heard laughter, which seemed to have been coming from more than just one person. At first it sounded distant and I was just barely able to discern what the sound even was, but with every step I took, the echoes became louder and more apparent. There was also this crashing of waves that reached my ears, allowing me to realize that this memory would be talking place somewhere near water like the beach or something of the same nature.

     I smiled to myself, feeling relieved that this memory might possibly be a breeze to go though. How could this one be as frightening as the last, when all I'm exposed to are the sounds of enlightenment and joy? Although, not long after I thought that, my slight smile turned into a deep frown. The sudden change in my mood was because one of the laughing voices I heard sounded very familiar. The other one, I honestly didn't recognize but the person sounded like a young child; and it didn't take long for me to confirm who owned that nostalgic laugh, which always no matter what, would cause goosebumps to sprout from my skin. It belonged to my late father.

     I looked up at the angel walking beside me when I felt uncertainty fill me. It made my stomach twist and turn into all sorts of knots and I believed a part of that was triggered by some excitement I felt rush through me; I haven't seen my dad in what seemed like an eternity and I was thrilled that I was about to actually see him again, but still, the other part of me was scared to death of it.

       The memories of my father that are the clearest in my mind were the ones when he was suffering and in pain that wouldn't really go away unless he was given something that would put him to sleep. Only then, was when he was truly at peace. Overall, I wasn't too sure about this because I had no idea if I was ready to see him or not, which frustrated me because this was what I wanted for the longest time—to see my dad's smiling face again—but for some reason... it was the last thing I felt like doing at that moment. I knew that it would be too painful.

     "Adam..." I said but my voice cracked from the dread that climbed up my nerves, causing my sentence to cease; and before I could open my mouth again, to speak, Adam gave my hand a reassuring squeeze and returned my stare, which kept me quiet.

     "Don't be afraid, Dawn," he said as gentle as he could, "I'm right here with you and I'll be by your side the whole time we're there, alright?" I looked at him for another moment but said nothing in response when I averted my eyes away from his to the ground. I just wanted to get this over with.

     Soon enough the light faded away and everything was in view. The first thing I noticed was that I was no longer walking on a flat surface, but instead I was on sand and since I was barefoot, I felt the sand go in between my toes, which tickled me as I wiggled them. I then looked up from the ground and saw the beautiful saltwater ocean. With it came a soothing sound each time the water crashed on the seashore and I couldn't help but to look up at Adam and smile. It's been years since I last visited the beach, so being here made me feel like a gleeful child. The sun was so radiant as it shined in the sky, yet the weather was so perfect, being that it wasn't too hot, which brought much needed warmth to my cold body.