Struggling Onward

by AJ

In silence, Roni and Brad left the residence and headed for Brad's truck. After helping her in, Brad crossed over and climbed in himself. "So where are we going, Roni?"

"To see Lydia." Roni replied as she laid her head against the cold window, letting the tears fall from her eyes.

The car ride to the Cathedral, where Lydia's body was buried, right in front of the bell tower, was filled with an unpleasant silence. Brad hesitated to turn the radio on a few times, and even more so, to say something to Roni, but for some reason, he elected to keep quiet.

When they reached the old abandoned church, Brad helped Roni into her chair. Once mobile, Roni took off for the stairwell, where it all happened, just three moths ago.

Realizing her chair stood in the exact spot where Lydia's body fell, Roni began to shake, as she pushed away, towards the stairs. Quietly, she transported herself from her chair, to the stairs, much in the same fashion as she did only months ago.

"I'll be back, shortly. Just stay here." Roni said to Brad, as she began to pull herself up the stairs.

When she reached the top, she crawled over to the same spot she remembered Lydia having gone to. It was then, at that moment, that something caught Roni's eye.

Bringing her hand down, Roni removed a loose brick in the wall, and pulled out a piece of paper.

"So, Roni, if you're reading this, that means you've come back. You came back to my place. I'm glad. It means a lot to me, as much as you do." Roni began to read the letter from Lydia.

"For some reason, I have this feeling that I won't be alive much longer. I can't explain it. I can't understand it. But it isn't the first time something like this has happened. And every time in the past, I've always been right. That's why I brought you here. So you'd know."

"I wanted to show you my special place. I wanted to share it with you. You've given me so much in the short time we've known each other. I wanted to give you something in return. So here it is... my special place... it's now yours. Take care of it. It's been good to me, it can be for you, too."

"Love, Lydia."



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