The guest stayed for five hours. Five hours. I went to bed at midnight that night(quite late for me). Annalise didn't show up until 9:30, and that was with Jack. The Robisons' fussed over her and Jack. Mrs. Robison said how cute they were, and Mr. Robison said how lucky Jack was to have such a beautiful young lady, and Ms. Robison, who was fifteen, said how she wished she had a nice young man. I just stood there and nodded my head at everything they said while Annalise flounced around with Jack saying thank you and how much she loved him.
Occasionally Mrs. Robison would ask me a few questions, in which I replied to her shyly. After a couple hours, I decided to sneak off to my bedroom, as I was getting quite tired.
As I tiptoed down the hall, I heard faint voices. I stopped in my tracks. Faintly, I could make out their voices. It was Annalise and Margaret.
"When are you going to tell her?" Margaret whispered.
"I don't know, I don't think she'll take it well. Especially since Aunt Susan's moving out too."
Aunt Susan's moving out? This can't be right. Who's supposed to teach me? I really didn't want another stranger coming to live with us. I leaned in closer.
"Well, you can't wait much longer. She'll find out eventually." Margaret clucked her tongue.
"I suppose. The wedding's in one year! There is so much to do! I don't know if I can handle dealing with Liesel." I could here Annalise sigh. Was Aunt Susan getting married?
"We could delay the wedding if you want, honey. It is rather soon."
"No, that's fine. I love Jack, and I don't want to wait."
I stayed no longer. No. No. No. Annalise was not getting married. No. She's too young! She's only a few years older than me! And why does Aunt Susan need to move out? What will happen to me? Compose yourself, Liesel, I think, you are a young lady now, no need to fret over silly things like that.
"Liesel! There you are! Get back to the guests, young lady. They want to socialize with you." Aunt Susan ushered me to the parlor.
"Yes Aunt Susan."
"Are you okay, dear?" she searched me worriedly. And then it hits me. It's Annalise who is leaving, not Aunt Susan. Leaving me for Jack.
"I just wished someone would've told me that Annalise is leaving." A tear slid down my face. I felt like a little girl.
"Oh, darling. You heard." I nodded. That was the first time I heard Aunt Susan feel sympathy for me. I hugged her. And she hugged me back.
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By the Potomac
Historical Fiction~Wattys 2014 Beginners Luck Winner~ Liesel Mckormic was a curious girl. She always loved exploring her elegant Victorian style home situated by the Potomac River, and writing wild tales about the disappearance of her father. After a terrible acciden...
