After a few houses of contemplating and lounging, Laurie started to clean to get her mind off things. She couldn't just sit anymore. She had done well making small talk but couldn't stand doing nothing and sulking. Moving from the kitchen and into the spare bedroom, Laurie dusted, swept, and remade the bed in which she finally sat and just stared out the window. Her emotions were everywhere but she wasn't going to start another break down and mess with Kane and her precious daughter. Both had been through enough as is, she knew this well.
"I am not working for the next year at least." Kane muttered getting out of the car and grabbing his bag and jacket. He couldn't go to his mother's house. His step father that hated him had gotten everything but he would have to go pick up his old truck at some point. He loved his mother but the delayed flights were something he couldn't have controlled if he tried.
The three headed towards Laurie's car, Kane getting the passenger seat. The short drive back to her house seemed to make an eternity pass. Silence filled the small space while her heart was screaming and pounding inside her chest. Glancing to Kane before getting out, Laurie gave a short sigh. "I know it's going to be and is tough for you, so stay as long as you need...or are able." And with that, she got up and walked towards the house, her daughter following close behind her.
Kane nodded, “I..I can come.” He was at a loss for words and he couldn’t take his eyes off of Laurie or the little girl. He shrugged his bag over his shoulder and his jacket as well. Laurie knew Kane’s mother was the only family he had left. His step father hated him and he didn’t know his biological father. He wouldn’t even know where to find him.
Looking back at him dead in the eye, with her stare saying everything she couldn't, Laurie spoke softly. "I'm so sorry, Kane. You're welcome to come back with us if you please.." She stayed looking at him, her eyes following his as she tried to read his expression. He couldn't have any idea... could he? She squeezed her daughter's hand lightly and gave her a soft, heartfelt smile.
"Laurie..." he muttered and then his eyes fell to the little girl holding on to her...5 years old. She was tan... and had....his hair... "Laurie..." He said looking up with wide eyes. He had no idea... that little girl had to be his right? He hadn't been back here and she was judging him and had no idea the hell he had been through that day to get there.
"I'm sure glad you could make it." Laurie said, half sarcastic, half hurt. Hurt for his father, hurt for the town that so loved her. Hurt for herself. Clinging close to her was her daughter whose cheeks were red and blotched from tears; as were her own.
Laurie decided to stand just long enough to give Kane a deep, sorrowful look before she slowly started to walk away. Making it only a few feet past him, she turned away and sighed before looking Kane up and down.
Kane's flight had been delayed for the second time on his journey back to Georgia and then getting a cab to take him back to Greenwood had been near impossible but his old truck was still parked at his mother's house. He knew she had been sick and had paid for the best care for her but in the end it wasn't enough. She had came to stay with him for a long time in Nashville and now....it was over.
Getting out of the cab, he realized he had missed the funeral and sighed, he was doing his best, then he seen a head of blonde hair he hadn't seen in 6 years.
It wasn't easy seeing him change over the past four years, nor would it be any easier to see him leave. Of course he was off to bigger and better things but for me, I couldn't bare it.
Granted, everyone knew he would make it huge one day, and that day just happened to be today... a whole three days before the wedding. Heartbroken and feeling like the most unimportant person in the world, I, Laurie Ann, watched the man I love walk away like it was nothing. And no one would be able to stop him. It's not easy being left at the alter, but it's even harder not being able to live a normal life afterwards, although I've done the best I can do make it so.
Death hits a man like a stone does when falling from a height to break the water. It's blatant. It's hard. It's not welcomed and it's surely unwanted. Sitting next to my daughter, we listened to the preacher speak and close family say some words about Kane's mother, but it wasn't until after the reception that the emotional rollercoaster would begin.
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