Passion In James County XIX: Family Affairs
Chapter twenty-two
The day after the plane crash, Matt's Uncle Ezra and Aunt Serena arrived from Seattle to take care of him and help with the funeral arrangements. Because his parents were killed in a plane crash, there was a delay before the wake and funeral could take place but, finally, the ceremonies were held.
Matt thought learning that his parents were both dead was awful, but he found out that the funeral proceedings, if anything, were even more horrible. First there were the meetings with the funeral director, and deciding what he wanted for funeral arrangements. It hammered home to him the fact that he'd never see his parents again.
Then came the wake, which involved hours of sitting in the funeral home while people filed through the room past the two closed caskets in which his parents' bodies lay. He lost count of the number of people who told him how sorry they were, what wonderful people his parents had been, that they'd do whatever they could for him, and what a brave young man he was.
"Matt, I'm so sorry," a female voice said as the young man sat at the wake, with his head down. He looked up. Mary Forrester stood there, along with Rick, and her husband. When he saw that Mr. Forrester was there, Matt felt even more despondent. He had been so busy with the funeral arrangements he hadn't been able to contact Mary since the crash. Had she and her husband reconciled? He didn't know that Mary had called the night the crash happened because Mrs. Garber, who was always terribly absent-minded, forgot to tell him.
"Yeah, Den, I'm real sorry, too," Rick said. He surprised Matt by giving him a hug. Matt liked that, but he'd have preferred one from Mary.
Mary desperately wanted to hug the young man, but she was still feeling guilty about the fact that she'd slept with her husband, so she held back. The Forresters moved on, and the numbing parade of mourners continued.
The funeral wasn't no more bearable. At the service, Reverend Garber rambled on for a long time, not saying much of anything. Once again, after that service ended, Matt was subjected to an unending line of people filing by, telling him how sorry they were and how brave he must be.
Mary, Rick, and Mr. Forrester were at the funeral, and at the cemetery. Matt looked at them standing there, a family group, as the cold wind blew across the cemetery and felt as if his whole world had ended.
The Forresters did come to the house after the funeral. Mary made a point to take Matt aside. "If there's anything I can do to help you, Matt, please call me," she said. "I wish there was something I could do to...to make this less...less painful for you."
Matt couldn't bring himself to ask if she'd gone back to her husband. First of all, it wasn't really the time to ask that kind of question, and second, he feared what her answer would be. What was he going to do? He'd never felt more alone in his life.
Another week passed. The Saturday after the funeral, Uncle Ezra and Aunt Serena sat at the breakfast table with Matt. "We're gonna have to have you come and live with us, I guess, Matt," Uncle Ezra said. "I understand that they're reading the will day after tomorrow, and then we gotta get back to Seattle. I mean, I only got so many days of vacation I can take. And we gotta get back and make sure your grandmother is OK, too."
"Yes, Denny, your uncle Ezra and I certainly will be glad to make room for you in our home," his aunt added. "We've always thought about you like a son, you know."
Matt didn't know what he was going to do, but moving to Seattle wasn't it. He only had half a year of high school left. All his friends were here. If he had to change schools now, it would probably seriously mess him up. And he'd been offered a job with the local newspaper as their full-time photographer. He'd been planning to attend the local community college part-time and take business courses. All of those plans would be spoiled if he had to move now.
"I don't know," Matt replied. "I'm almost done with school and I really want to graduate with my friends here. I'm not sure I should transfer now."
