August 15A Chapter by Calypso
I almost felt sorry for Janna after how I acted yesterday. During group therapy I wanted to make amends with everyone.
Eva was jabbering on about some boy she used to date. What an unkind word, jabbered, I should be more kind to her, even in my journal.
I tried to look patient but I wasn’t sure how to do that besides not speaking when someone else was.
I hardly listened to what Eva had to say though. I know I should listen to everyone equally. How do I expect them to listen to me if I don’t pay attention to them?
By now Eva was sobbing in her hands. I could see the concern in everyone’s face in the room.
I gracefully plucked a tissue from the box by the window seal and handed it to Eva. She looked at me as if I was crazy. I nudged for her to take it and when she did I gave her a hug and walked away.
Janna looked very surprised, as did April and Morgan. I could feel myself beam.
“That was… kind of you.”
I smiled widely, “Thanks. I just wanted to do something nice.” I cleared my throat and began, “I’m sorry for the way I asked the other day. My sister’s death is such a sore spot for me. I shouldn’t have acted like I did.”
Janna nodded, “I was upset and angry. I thought of sending someone after you, but I knew I just had to give you time to blow off steam.”
Last night I had thought over what I would say. I knew I had to tell them something after running out of here. “Her death affected us all. Dad went so crazy that he couldn’t even work for three months. I lived in my neighbor’s house for a year after that. She died in that house and I couldn’t even step in the door.” I could feel myself choke.
“I’m glad your opening up.” Janna said softly.
“Also she’s buried in our backyard. Dad couldn’t stomach burying her at a cemetery so she was buried in our backyard. No one knows this but… I’m sure Dad was an atheist after she died. If it weren’t for his job he wouldn’t still be a Christian today. Being a pastor kept the bread on the table.”
By now I could feel a small amount of tears trickle down my face. This time it was Eva who stood up, hugged me and gave me a tissue.
© 2011 Calypso
Added on March 12, 2011
Last Updated on March 12, 2011
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