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“Are you sure you don’t want the china? I know I won’t be
hosting any fancy parties in Phoenix,” Mom said, packing up the house. It sold
relatively quickly and she was leaving at the end of the week. “I know that you
do some entertaining with your job.”
“No, Mom. I have my own china,” I said.
“Renee, the basement’s empty,” Edward said, wiping his hands
on his jeans.
“Everything is in the storage container that was labeled,”
Ryan responded. “The rest, Lizzie and I will take in the rental truck. You have
no idea how much we appreciate the furniture. Having two boys … it wreaks havoc
on couches. Who would have known?”
“That’s because they use the couches as trampolines,” Edward
hissed.
“This is true,” Ryan nodded.
“If you boys can grab the boxes out of the dining room, that
would fabulous,” Mom sang. “They go into the moving van along with the tubs in
the kitchen.”
“Mom, you have all of this muscle now. Who’s going to help
you in Phoenix?” I asked.
“Renee, you’re great and I think you’ve got a cool daughter,
but I’m not loaning out my hubby,” Lizzie snickered. “He’s got a ton of shit
going on this week.”
“I’m using movers once I’m in Arizona. I just wanted to make
sure the moving van and storage container were set up perfectly. I’ve moved too
many times and had too many broken valuables to let some random jerks move my
stuff,” Renee said, shuddering.
“You’ll call once you get to Nana’s, right?” I asked.
“Yes, Mom,” Renee chuckled. “I may be old but I still have
my mind.”
“You’re not old,” Edward chuckled, carrying a tub from the
kitchen. “What are you talking about?”
“And this is why I like you, Edward,” Renee smirked. “Go
finish being my muscle.” He barked out a laugh and followed Ryan to the moving
van. I looked around, trying not to cry. The house that I grew up in, it was
almost completely empty, save for the furniture that Ryan and Lizzie were
taking. The walls were bare. “Don’t be sad, sweetheart.”
“It’s just that … this was my childhood home,” I whispered.
“I know a lot of bad shit happened, but I can’t help but be sad that it’s no
longer yours.”
Renee took my hand, sitting us down on the steps since Ryan
and Edward were trying to finagle the couch out of the front door with Lizzie
trying, but failing, to guide them. “I know that you’re sad. I’m sad, too. This
is the house that I made love to your father for the first time. You were
conceived on that counter in the kitchen and born in the bathtub since we
didn’t make it to the hospital on time.”
“Mom,” I moaned. “I don’t need to know that.”
“It’s the truth,” she snickered. “This house is filled with
great memories of you and your dad. I loved him so much and it kills me not to
see him on his recliner in the family room. I hate that I brought that monster
here, tainting the good memories. I’m trying to focus on the good, but the bad
makes it difficult. You left and went to college. You didn’t have to live
here.”
“I couldn’t stay here,” I said. “Not with Asshole.”
“And I know that now,” she murmured, caressing my cheek.
“Make happy memories with Edward. Remember the happiness here, not the
sadness.”
Bella's Engagement Ring
Bella's Wedding Dress
Bella's present to Edward
Edward's Tattoo
The New House
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