A Sister’s Journey Pt. 9


Morgin Davis, Contributor

(Veronica’s Point of View)

I opened my front door to see crisp snow on the ground. I walked out to my shed to get my bike. As I was getting it ready to ride I said out loud, “ Where am I supposed to go? I doubt everything is as it was 10 years ago.”

As soon as I got on the road, the chain of my bike came undone. I had no idea how to fix it. Emily was the book smart one, she could’ve fixed it. I decided to just walk so I locked the doors and headed out.

Half an hour later, I was at the first major stop which was our favorite diner. Emily and I would meet frequently after school to grab a milkshake and talk about the day. She told me that I was the only one she went there with and it was just our special spot. Smiling to myself, I pushed the door open and navigated to the booth we always sat at. The smell of burgers wafted over and I picked up the menu.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite customer! How ya doing girl!” I looked up to see Josie, the owner, staring right back at me, holding her stack of orders. “Jo! It’s so good to see you after all this time.” I said as I slid out of the booth to hug her. “What are you doing here without Emily?”, she asked, hugging me tightly, “I thought it was your religion to come together?” I shook my head and replied, “Not since she disappeared last year. I came to ask if you have seen her recently.” Josie sat down across from me and remained quiet for a minute.

Tapping her fingers on the table, she said “You know, she did come in with her husband last week. She used a card and I got her address if you want me to go check for you.” Holding back my shock, I said yes and waited at the table. I didn’t know she has a husband. How could she not tell me?

After sitting with my thoughts for a bit, Jo came back with a slip of paper and a complimentary coffee and box of cupcakes. I thanked her one last time and set out to finally see Emily again.

(to be continued…)