On the day of Jonathan and Lydia's departure, Emma and I said our good byes to the two new love birds. We stood by the door waving them off as they climbed into a taxi and headed off to the airport. Even though they were only going to be gone for a couple days, it somehow felt longer. Maybe it was just the taste of things to come.
With the two of them gone, a deep silence settled over the house. Emma and I sat there quietly trying to take everything in. It felt rather strange being alone in Lydia's grand house by ourselves. Almost as if we were intruders that didn't really belong there.
Emma bit her lip nervously. "I don't know why but I have this bad feeling" she said.
"About what?" I asked.
"Just this feeling like I'm never going see Lydia again."
"Why would you say that? They are only going to be gone for a few days. She'll be back before you know it."
"You're probably right" she said forcing a smile. "I think it's just because I miss her already."
"It's strange being here with both of them gone. But I suppose we'll get used to it."
"That was a really nice gift your brother gave you don't you think? He is becoming sentimental."
"I can hardly believe it myself. I'm really fond of it."
"I almost wanted to steal it from you" she said laughing.
"It's yours if you'd like" I offered.
"No. No. You keep it. Now you'll always remember how your brother gave it to you."
"I suppose I will."
Later in the evening my mother insisted on having dinner with me. Between the trip and staying at Lydia's house for a few days, she rarely had the chance to see me. And although I begged Emma to come with me, she adamantly refused.
"Why not?" I persisted.
"Because you've been with me for the last week" she calmly replied. "Your mother deserves to spend some time with you too."
"It's not going to matter if you're there. Plus, you forget that she is incredibly fond of you. Rightfully so I might add."
Emma smiled. "Never the less I will stay. Are you worried about me?" she asked.
"Maybe" I admitted.
"Awe" she uttered playfully. "I'll be fine. It will be a perfect opportunity for me to catch up on some reading."
"Fine. If you insist."
"I do" she said.
Rather reluctantly, I left Emma to her reading and headed back home. Not ten steps later, I already missed her. Yet I pulled myself forward anyway and carried on my way. Reluctant or not, I could at least admit that I was hungry. When I arrived home my mother greeted me at the door with a prolonged hug. An inevitable consequence of my prolonged absence.
"Nathen. I was beginning to think I'd never see you again" my mother said happily.
I chuckled. "Don't be ridiculous"
"It's too bad Emma decided not to come."
"I couldn't change her mind. She said I spent enough time with her, and now it should be your turn."
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Emma Grasping The Reins
General FictionNearly a year has passed by since the loss of Emma's beloved father. An unexpected tragedy that has turned the whole world upside down. Not only for her, but for her long-time childhood friend Nathen who loves her. As he endeavors to bring her back...