Saturday, May 8, 2010
The Meringue Rainbowcy~A Legacy Gone Technicolor Chapter 11 Generation Vanilla
To add insult to injury it was Spear’s 13th birthday. Being the friendly and outgoing type he was Spear begged us for a big party inviting all of his friends. Not being able to refuse, I found myself amidst of party favors and little kids running around my clean and neat house. It took a while to corail all the kids over to the birthday cake but eventual it was done and time for him to blow out his candles.
“Come on Spear we are going to be late. The bus is going to leave and then mom will have to drive us to school.” Minte grumbled to Spear as he put his cereal bowl in the sink. “Oh it won’t be that bad if I have to drive you.” I said putting away the boxes of cereal. “But Mooomm you had private tutors, so you didn’t have to worry about this sort of thing.” Minte argued. “Don’t worry about it, it’s just for today. Starting tomorrow I’ll have a ride to school with Limonchello and his older brother Limechello, so I won’t need to ride the school bus.” Spear said pleasantly which made Minte roll his eyes at his younger brother not having to ride the bus.
The news of my sister’s death not only affected myself but also the rest of the family. Minte was questioned about it from his peers that knew from his last name that he was related to the Meringues of Sugaria and joked around with taking his Father’s last name instead. I mourned my little sister’s death and felt it was my fault for her death. Jito tried to comfort and remind me in saying that we all make choices for our lives even though we might not know the outcome, I had chosen to live my life the way I wanted. I had chosen life, while my sister chose the life that she wanted to lead. I felt despair because now I knew that the door that held my previous life was now closed completely.
Anglaise on the other hand seemed to be a little over emotional. In her spare time she loved to watch Soap Opera’s and horrible pre-teen movies that had romantic elements. When watching those shows or movies she would shed some tears during certain parts. One time she came home with tears of happiness in her eyes because a boy in her grade had given her some fresh flowers that he had handpicked himself. Often she made me wonder if she would grow up to be a hopeless romantic.