Like it Was~Lisa Callum

Like it was.

I sat on my bed and held a picture of Milly. She had only been nine years old when the picture was taken, and she looked exactly like Cassy. I wanted to hold her again…I wanted my sister back.

I looked across the room at Milly and Tod. Tod started skipping around in a circle, very girlishly. I giggled a little as I saw Milly double over laughing. They were made for each other. I can still remember the look on her face when she opened the present he gave her for her fourteenth birthday. It was a beautiful silver ring with a carved white horse on it. She wore that ring ever single day. I could only recall one time when she hadn’t warn it, and that was when she left it at the church. She had spent all afternoon looking through every pew until she finally found it on the pastor’s podium.
Niki came up to me and waved her hand in front of my face.
“Hello…you there?” She laughed.
“I think I hear wedding bells…” I joked.
“Well, it’s about time.” She said sarcastically. We both laughed.
“Hey, I better get back to Alex. She wants me to help her with something.”
“Okay. I think we’re getting ready to leave soon anyway. My mom should be driving around the back any minute now. I’ll see you later.” I turned in the direction of the door, still facing Niki.
“See ya!” She said, walking away.
I turned towards Milly.
“Milly come on!” She looked up from what Tod had been showing her.

All of the sudden, Cassy ran in. I jumped and the picture fell into the folds of my blanket. She jumped onto the bed and grabbed me around the waist, burying her head in my chest. She mumbled something I couldn’t quite make out.
“What’s wrong, Cassy?” I said. She looked up at me.
“Mom and Dad are fighting again.” She said curling into me as though she was hiding from something.
“Dad’s here?!” I asked. She just curled tighter against me.
“He won’t stop yelling.” I could feel her crying against me. I hugged her tight. Finally, she stopped shaking and looked up at me.
“Why did Milly die?” The words hit me like a bullet. I pulled her back into my lap and started crying. I shook my head weakly.
“I don’t know Cassy…I don’t know.”