Syndi Powell - Two-Part Harmony

Kelly glared at the ceiling. “I’m not leaving. Not right away.”

“But you will, and I’ll be all alone.”

Kelly moved onto her side to face her sister. If anyone was alone, it was her. Megs had a whole community behind her. What did she have? “The town’s in love with you and your pastries. You’re not alone.”

“Doesn’t feel that way.”

Kelly knew what she meant. She squeezed her eyes shut to try to hold back the tears. “Don’t get me started crying.”

“Maybe that’s what you need.”

The first wet drop followed the slope of her nose then down her cheek onto the pillow. Soon another followed just as silent.

Megs shifted onto her back. “Every night, after I gave Grammy her meds, I kissed her and came upstairs. I’d stand at the top of the stairs and yell down, ‘Good night. I love you.’ And she’d answer back, ‘Love you, too, Meggie.’ Tonight, I paused at the top of the stairs, but then realized I’m never going to hear that again.”

The only sound filling the house was the ticking of the grandfather clock downstairs. Suddenly, Megs called out, “Good night, Grammy! We love you!”

Silence answered back. In the dark, Kelly reached over and squeezed her sister’s hand. She raised her voice. “Love you always.”

They held each other’s hands and cried until they fell asleep.

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