I’m just trying to do what he said.”
“I don’t know how to do that.” Quinn brushed at her eyes
with the back of her hand. It didn’t really help. The water just
kept on coming.
“Jeez, Louise,” Danica muttered. She came and sat down
beside Quinn and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“I don’t know why you always say that,” Quinn snorted.
“We don’t even know anyone named Louise.”
“Easier to blame her then, I guess.” Danica squeezed
Quinn’s arm. “It’s going to be okay. He wouldn’t want us to be
sad, so I’m trying not to be. Grampy would have kicked our
butts if he was here now and he saw us moping around. We
had two years with him after he found out he was sick. He did
everything to prepare us and provide for us.”
“I know,” Quinn sniffled. “It’s just hard. I’ve reached for
my phone like fifty times to call him and then I remember that
he’s not there. He’s never going to be there again.”
Danica reached up and brushed at her eyes too. “For pity’s
sake. Now I’m starting.”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I guess maybe Grampy would understand a few
tears. I guess he’d think that we were just being reasonable.
We just need time to get over the fact that he’s not here. It’s a
big adjustment. I feel like there’s a huge hole in my life now
too. But like most holes, it’ll probably start to fill up and get
smaller and smaller.”
“Yeah, probably in like twenty years.”
“Way to think positive.” Danica punched Quinn lightly in
the shoulder and stood. “Holy cactuses, I forgot to turn that
straightener off. Lucky it doesn’t get that hot anymore.” She