Page 103 of Wicked Player
I’m nauseated at the thought of having to contact her oldest daughter. We discussed this at length. I am to call Julie, and she in turn will share the sad news with everyone in her family.
Making that call is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, and I do it with a very heavy heart. Julie is completely heartbroken of course, and as she cries into the phone, I cry too. I can’t help it. I’m sure I loved Judy almost as much as she did, despite the fact that I wasn’t kin.
The rest of the day is a blur as the medical officer comes, as Judy is whisked away by the funeral home. Papers are signed, instructions are given. My brain is fuzzy with it all, my heart too stunned to fully process the pain. I know that will come much later.
Miriam looks after Christian at my place, and she’s taken on the responsibility of alerting all the neighbors. She’s also volunteered to look after an internet memorial page. “We can do it together,” she suggests. “I’ve done all this not long ago when my dad passed away,” she tells me. “I’m here if you need my help. Anything.”
I hug her tightly. “Thanks so much, Miriam. You’re a good friend.”
As fun as Cassie is, she’s not the one I can turn to in times like this. But I know she’ll be the one who distracts me, who helps me move on. Colton suddenly comes to mind. He loved Judy once too. I’m sure he’ll be sad to hear too. I ask Miriam to include him in her list of people to call.
Miriam has drawn a bath full of bubbles and toys for Christian, and has promised ice cream and his favorite movie. She’s even called his school to let them know there’s been a death in the family, and that he won’t be in for the rest of the week.
She’s been an absolute godsend. Again, I ask myself… what would I do without my friends?
* * *
Caught up in the terrible whirlwind of death and all it encompasses, I barely have time to think of Colton. I’m surprised when I receive an email from him.
Hello, Clara,
I was so saddened to hear of Judith Green’s passing. I know you considered her your best friend, and you must be absolutely heartbroken. I offer my condolences, and also my help. I want to assist the family with whatever they might need. I’ve already reached out to her eldest daughter, and she has agreed to let me participate. She mentioned that you are also involved in the funeral arrangements. Our paths will surely cross soon.
I miss you very much. I’m respecting your wishes, and giving you your space, but just know, that I am here for you, patiently waiting.
Love,
Colton
His message completely does me in. I’m absolutely wrecked. I decide to embrace the pain, and just let go and cry again. I sob into my pillow, and when Christian catches sight of me, he joins me on the bed and cries too. We are a tangled mess of sorrow as the sun sets.
