Vesta

Vesta sat on her bed looking out photos on her laptop of Dee , and her that were taken at Arthur’s house.

Chloe peaked in the room.

“ Sweetheart are you ready”.

“Not really”.

“ We’ll be downstairs when you get ready”.

Chloe closed the door behind her.

Clark was pacing the floor.

“ She isn’t quite ready, she was looking at photos on her laptop.

She walked closer to him, thanking of just the right words to say.

“ Clark your doing the right thing by letting her go”.

“ She has to have closure, and its going to be a closed casket funeral”.

He looked over a sheet paper .

Chloe its going to be hard for me to give a eulogy for a eight year old , she had so much life in her”.

A moment later Vesta came down the stairs”.

“ Okay I’m ready now”.

They Met December’s mother at the funeral home.

“ I’m glad you could make it”, she said giving him a hug.


Chloe walked over to a table holding Vesta hand.

Vesta looked at one of the Photos of December when she was about three.

A few minutes later the preacher is standing at the podium., Giving his speak , which was follow by Clark giving the eulogy.

He begin by telling a story about the time he first met the blond curly haired little girl”.

“ I was sitting on the couch in the loft , when this little girl tiptoed up the stairs thinking she was going to surprise Vesta ”, His thoughts pondered back to that time .


“ My mom assume Vesta was in the loft , but she had gone with Chloe to town”.

“Man talk about a shock for both of us”.

“ I remember her exact words”.

“ What are you doing up here?”


Vesta fidgeted in her seat .

Lana wrapped her arm around her, trying her best to comfort her.

After the eulogy the funeral progress as planned.

The ride home was a quite one.

When they got home Vesta went upstairs to her bedroom.

Clark tried to follow her.

Lana grabbed his shoulder.

“ Clark she needs some time to herself .

“ I know she does ,but I just want to comfort her”.

“ Clark we both are guilty of sheltering her, but this is a life lesson she need to come familiar with”.

“ It’s a shame her friend had to die so young”.

“ Lana she blames herself”.

“ What do you mean?”

“ She wanted to stop at Video City”.

“ She thinks I could of save December ,and her father if we hadn’t of stopped”.


“ She looked at him with concern in her eyes.


“Clark we both know it will take her sometime to adjust to not having her best friend”.

“ Thanks for being so understanding Lana”.

“ Your welcome, she looks at her watch.

“ I need to get going”.

“ Okay I’ll walked you to your car”.


“ I need to get her ready for bed”.


He peaked inside her room.

She was looking out her bedroom window.

“ Vesta it time for bed you had a busy day”.

“ Okay daddy I’ll get ready for bed”.

He stood by her bed , while she undress to just her panties, and got her princess grown out of her drawer ,she slipped it over her head ,and climbed into her bed .

“ Okay what do you want me to read to you tonight”?

She was silent for a moment , than replied, “ I’m really not in the mood for a story tonight”.

“ Are you sure?”

“ Yes I’m sure maybe tomorrow night”.

He tucked her in ,and was about to walk out the door.

“ Daddy your forgetting something?”

He walked back over to her bed ,and checks himself over from head to toe.


“ Nope didn’t forget a thing”.


She tapped on her lips with her little index finger.

“ Oh now how could I forget that”.

He gave her a kiss on the lips ,and tucked her back under her duvet.