V.C. Andrews - Hudson 01 by Rain

V.C. Andrews - Hudson 01 by Rain

Author:Rain
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-01-17T00:59:03+00:00


Epilogue

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Jake was waiting for me at the airport gate. He took my bag and gave me a hug.

"I'm sorry," he said. "How you doing?"

"I'm all right, Jake. How's Mrs. Hudson?"

"Feisty as ever, even more so since you left," he said laughing.

When I arrived, Grandmother Hudson was

waiting for me in the living room. I paused in the doorway.

"Thank you for sending the flowers," I told her.

"They were beautiful?'

She nodded, looking embarrassed as usual by any show of emotion.

"You should soak in a warm bath, relax and then come down for dinner. I have spoken with Mrs.

Whitney and she wants you to know that you can postpone your exams for a week, if you like."

"I'd rather not," I said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'd rather keep busy," I said.

"That's very wise," she told me.

I picked up my bag and started to turn away.

"I've asked Sissy to make stuffed pork chops.

Your favorite, I believe?'

"Thank you," I said. She looked away quickly and then went back to her needlework.

I took her advice and soaked in a warm bath.

While I was lying in the warm water, I suddenly began to cry. I couldn't stop myself. The tears poured out so fast, I thought I might fill the tub to the brim and let it spill over. Then, just as suddenly as they had come, they stopped. I scrubbed my face, dried myself and got dressed for dinner,

After I ran a brush through my hair quickly, I rose and stood by the window, gazing out at the sky.

A knock on my door pulled me from my reverie. It was Grandmother Hudson, dressed for dinner and looking as elegant as ever.

"I was hoping you were ready to go down," she said.

Go down together? I thought. I had always been there before or right after her, but we had never gone together.

"I'm not all that hungry," I said.

"When you smell Sissy's cooking, your stomach will change your mind," she insisted.

She might be right, I thought.

We started down the stairs.

"Your mother called to see how you were, but you hadn't arrived yet. I'm to give you her sympathies and best wishes because she was on her way to a political ball. Your friend Audrey called to see how you were, too. There were a few other calls from students. I left the list in my office. I'll give it to you after dinner. I've done nothing but man the phones on your behalf," she added.

"Thank you," I said hiding a small smile.

"I don't know why I told her to make those pork chops. They really don't agree with me," she continued as we rounded the stairway and headed toward the dining room.

"Maybe Sissy can make you something else," I suggested.

"Of course not. What do you think this is, a restaurant? I swear, all you young people today are so spoiled?'

She took her seat at the table and I took mine.

Sissy served the meal and it was as delicious as ever.

Grandmother Hudson was right. I hadn't realized how hungry I was. Nevertheless, I felt guilty eating, guilty enjoying.



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