Betty thought that when all of the pictures, the "memories", were burned up that afternoon in the bunker that she would escape all of it. All of the memories and the pain that comes with them. All the pain surrounding Hal, and her parents marriage. A way to erase her childhood but that wasn't the case because memories are more than pictures. Here she is months later and the smell of motor oil, and when a little girl orders an orange freeze at Pop's, it triggers the memories.
Now she is helping her mom clean out the attic, and she has come across Hal's old records. "Elizabeth?" Alice's voice comes across the memory of her dancing with Hal and Polly around the house. "Y-yeah Mom?" She says sort of shaky, as she grips the Johnny Cash record a little tighter. "Are you okay?" Her mother can clearly hear the pain in her voice, see the numbness in her matching eyes. "I will be." She responds. "Will be? If you aren't you know you can tell me-" "Do you think he is in Hell?" Betty cuts her mother off. "Or do you think he is in heaven, forgiveness and all." She finishes and laughs without an emotion. "Betty, I don't know how to answer, honestly. But I think you should believe whatever helps you, wherever he is, think of a place that gives you the comfort you deserve, regardless of what he did." Betty embraced Alice in a bone crushing hug at her mothers words. Alice just held her daughter back and kissed her head, like a good mother does.
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This just randomly came over me to write, ❤ I don't think Roberto has given this topic the attention it needs. Just my opinion. Don't forget to vote! Thank you all. Xoxo. -Rae🌹
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One Shots: Book Two
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