Sunday night, the new year bringing in the cold, taking away the last vestiges of the rugby season and the holidays. It has been two days since Rhea’s funeral. Four since I’ve heard anything of Quinn. “He stays in his room all day. Da says he’s only seen him once and that was when Quinn got sick and passed out near the toilet.” Autumn felt it necessary to let me know that he hadn’t completely abandoned life. He was drinking at least. Quinn is the least of my worries. With Rhea gone, I am expected to get back to the business of living my life. Ava came to the services, told me to take as much time as I needed before I return to the library. But there is no real sense staying away. It’s what everyone expects of me. It’s what happens. Life moves forward. I’m supposed to as well. But I can’t shake the feeling that moving forward, picking up where I left things when Rhea entered the hospital is some sort of betrayal to her. Am I supposed to live a normal life when my little cousin never could?
What do You think about Catching Serenity (Serenity #4)?
