Because of You

Chapter 2

As soon as I walked into the kitchen where my Nana was, I collasped into the nearest chair with the biggest grin etched onto my face. 

"Good day, sweat pea?"  She asked warmly.

I let out a sigh.  "It was the best day imaginable.  Everything went according to plan.  We had a full house this morning, and everyone promised they'd be back again.  It was just one of the best experiences ever!  It was so refreshing to see all my hard work paid off."  I leaned my head on the back of the chair and just grinned like a mad man. 

"That's fantastic, dear!  I am so happy for you.  By chance, did your Papa say what time he'd be home?"  Just as Nana asked, Papa appeared in the hallway.

He walked over and placed a kiss on Nana's cheek.  "No need to ask, I am here, my dear." 

She smiled lovingly at Papa, and spoke.  "Good.  Supper is ready.  Anne, would you mind grabbing the pitcher of tea in the refridgerator?"  Just as she spoke, the timer on the oven went off.  As soon as she opened the oven door, the smell of Nana's famous pear pie entered my nose. 

When she set it down, Papa went to grab for it eagerly.  "No, Joseph!  That's for dessert, not now."  She slapped his hand away.  "Go on, get!"  It almost sounded like she was talking to a six year old, not a 65 year old. 

I burst into laughter, and Nana followed soon after.  She composed herself a few minutes later, where as I was still giggling.  "Alright, dear.  Let's settle down for supper." 

Once we were all seated around the table, I took in the food that was placed on the table.  It all looked absolutely delicious.  Homeade mashed potatoes, roast with gravy, green beans and Nana's buttermilk biscuits.  My mouth began to water as looked around the table.

"Shall we say grace?"  Papa asked.  We all held hands and he spoke.  "Dear Lord, we thank you for today.  We thank you for the chance to have one more day, though we do not deserve it.  Thank you for the opportunity to allow us to see Anne live out her dreams.  Help us to see your way, Lord.  Bless this food to the nourishment of our bodies.  In your name we do pray.  Amen."

The rest of dinner, we talked about how each others' day went.  This is what I love about my family, every evening at dinner, we just talk.  It's so relaxing hearing my Nana talking about her day, whether it be cleaning the house and finding an old picture of me, or finding a new recipe she'd like to try.  Papa and I told Nana about the day at the the cafe.  I never expected it to hit it off the way it did today.  It was really a dream come true. 

Around nine, I said my goodnights and walked across the backyard to my little house, or so you could call it.  I decided to change and wash my face before I settled down for the night.  I changed into an old t-shirt and some comfy yoga pants. 

As I walked into my room, I grabbed a book from the bookcase against the wall.  My room was painted a dark chocolate brown, giving it that warm, cozy feeling.  I didn't have much in my room, just a bed, a desk, a bookshelf and a dresser. My bed had an ivory duvet covering it, with pale yellow throw pillows scattered all over it. 

There were pictures covering the walls, and my high school diploma was framed right above my bed.  I graduated top of my class, and had worked my butt off for that.  There were a few pictures of my high school friends, and we kept in touch, but we had all gone our seperate ways.  I was the only one that stayed in Seattle, unless they had came back and I didn't know. 

Of course, I had e-mailed them about my recent accomplishments, and news about the grand opening of Joe's.  They replied that they would be down soon to swing by and check it out.