Free Tangled Dreams by Jennifer Anderson Page B

winter.
    “I’ll get you more sweaters when winter gets a little closer. So, do you like everything?”
    “Are you kidding? I love everything. I’ve never had such pretty clothes in my life. Not to mention this many.” Looking at everything in disbelief. Even getting me some bed-clothes and work boots.
    “Well, you deserve it sweetie.”
    “I promise I’ll work all this off, it had to of cost a fortune.”
    “I know you will sweetie. As soon as that ankle gets better. When school starts though I want you to spend as much time on your homework as needed. You should be very proud of your grades. I’ve always thought that was the most important priority. William and I go head to head about it every school year. ” Saying with a wicked smile on her face.
    “Why is that?”
    “Well, William thinks the farm work is the top priority. However, I always win. Giggling about it. I smiled but I was scared to death to go to school here. “Well speaking of school I wanted you to know I’ll be registering you soon.”
    “Okay.” Saying in a shaky voice.
    “It’ll be alright sweetie. You’ll do just fine. Gavin will bet there to introduce you to people. Well, I’m exhausted. I’ll leave you to put away your clothes. Goodnight sweetie.”
    “Goodnight.”
    After she walked out I just stared at all my new clothes laying all over my bed and couldn’t believe that they were all mine. Looks like I’ll finally get to use the closet. Putting my clothes away I found another bag underneath a pile that I hadn’t seen before. Opening it up it was full undergarments with a note on the top.
    “I didn’t want to embarrass you by giving you these, but just thought you might need them.” Love Aunt Julia.
    I smiled at the gesture, knowing that I did. The bag was full with bra’s and panties and they were all beautiful and lacy with all different colors. “I wonder how she knew my size?” Wondering out loud. Then thinking how obvious it was since she’s been doing my laundry. Trying to fight back the tears thinking how nice and considerate she was. Nothing like my mother. After I was all done, I contemplated going to find Gavin but figured he was probably sick of me by now. Laying down staring at my diary I grabbed a hold of it staring at the cover trying to will myself to open it. Hugging it to my chest and closing my eyes my heart still aching for my father. Remembering all the good times we had, and all the good times yet to come that I’ll never get to share with him. He won’t get to see me graduate from high school. I won’t have anyone to walk me down the aisle when I get married. He won’t get to see his grandchildren. I won’t have anyone to run to when I need some advice. I wanted to cry but, felt like I didn’t have any tears left at the moment. Looking up there was a quiet knock at the door leading into Gavin’s room.
     
     
     
     
     

     

Chapter Six: One day at a time
    Gavin strolled in my room, “hey babe what’s going on?” Sitting down on the bed next to me comfortably. “What are you clutching so tightly?” Asking with concern and curiosity on his face. I proceeded to explain to him the back story of my diary not leaving a thing out. “Wow. It must have been really hard not seeing him very much.”
    “Yeah, it really was. This diary made the days more bearable though.” Looking down at it with appreciation.
    “Your lucky you have that left of him.”
    “Yeah I know. But, the last note he left me the day before he died I haven’t been able to get myself to read yet.” Saying sadly.
    “Why not?”
    “I know it makes no sense and sounds really stupid but, it’s because he would really be gone.”
    “Oh Madison.” Saying with a sad voice.
    “Gavin don’t. I don’t need your sympathy. I need a friend.”
    “You know you have that.”
    “I hope. I also think it’s time to read it. I think I’m finally ready.”
    Sitting up on the bed I placed it on my lap and stared at it. Gavin