Me and my sister sat at the table to eat anything early dinner. My father suddenly sits up calmly not abruptly but, calmer.. As if he was scared to sit down alone. "Kids.. I know you don't wanna move now but I have to get away from all these memories of your mother for a while.." He said, his voice cracking slightly on the last word, "Why..?" I said I didn't let him awenser nor speak yet, "What's wrong with ma.. Why hasn't she come home for 3 days pa..? What happen?" I said to him but my sister changed the subject, "Daddy can I have more meat and sauce for my noodles?" She nor I were aware about what dad was going to blurt out at that moment. As dad moved to pour more sauce in Emily's bowl he looked at me with teary eyes. "Ekenay.. Emily…" He never used our full named he would say
Something like Em or Eke or Nay and LY but… It was different this time… He never used our full name unless it was something bad… At that moment I knew I just knew something had gone terribly wrong… "What is it…?" I said… My voice shaking and holding a hint of fear… "You're mother… Isn't coming back… She… Got… T-boned while driving to work… I know it's hard but… We can't stay in this silence …" At that moment I felt my heart drop to my stomach…
There when my father had said that I remembered when I was helping my mother Madelyn Fhur pick the fresh crops and flowers back at the garden. I was chuckling and laughing with her, She was always singing this beautiful song, "Don't fall in love with a sailor boy, a sailor boy, a sailor boy." She went on to humming the song, it was a mournful tune that always helped my father sleep when we were done picking the garden she ate a few raspberries, and they did bring a reddish tinge to her lips. She chuckled and made herself a mustache, "I am James Fhur." She said trying to play father, I laughed heartily, and she kissed my cheek with a red stain covering the scar that I got as a kid. Long story short I was playing and fell onto a rattle snake. That was the last kiss she gave me. It let me know she loved me either way. "I love you ma." I said in a heart loving voice, "I love you to my sugar, Just as much as I love your father and sister." She said, pulling me into a tight and warm hug it was a few minutes I savored it. Waited and waited holding her close. "Thank you ma." I say Savoring her touch and the way she strokes my hair. As we walked to the car to drop off the crops and flowers at the store. My mother brushed my brown hair out of my face my mismatched green and gray eyes glistening softly. My mother benefit a lot from the sell…. Little did I know I wouldn't see her again…
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