
Back
at home, she had been used to goodbyes—a small kiss on Pa’s cheek in the
morning and a flutter of the hand to Ma as she headed out once more to work
wonders in the community. But those farewells were always given with the
knowledge that they would come home again. Maybe it would be later into the
night than she would have hoped for, but they were there, and she felt security
in knowing that.
With
a lump in her throat, Sal realized that goodbyes took on a whole new meaning
now. She hadn’t even said goodbye to Pa or Ma—hadn’t been given a chance to.
Her heart constricted and one tear, then another, coursed down her face. Her
hand still waved even though Mrs. Beatle and Ralphy had turned a corner out of
her sight long ago.
'Sal?'
Jerking
around quickly while hastily wiping her tears, Sal saw Ella leaning on her
crutches with the fading sunset behind glistening on her black hair. A gentle
breeze swayed her violet, calf-length dress.
'Sal,
will you sit by me now?'
For
just a moment, Sal felt a flash of anger at the girl for not noticing the pain
she was in after parting with her friends. But when she perceived the drawn
look on the child’s face, she put her own feelings behind her and pasted a
smile on.
'Yes,
of course. We have to stick together now…now that I’m alone.' There was a
little catch in her voice, but she crossed to where Ella was standing and
placed a hand on her shoulder. 'We’ll make the rest of the journey pass in no
time. You just wait and see.'"
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