Thirteen Short Summers: Chapter VII

It was Saturday. Liz, Aunt Jennipher and I were going to Seattle...Washington. Jerry said his cousin could fill in for me Sunday.
    We were on a bus to Seattle, Washington to move into my new house. Dad had already picked out a house and brought it. But now, Liz was going to buy an oven and a refrigerator. She wanted to clean it up and move some things in. I wasn't too excited about being in Seattle. It wasn't like I expected.

Our new house was brick. The window panes were deep blue, the big double front doors matched the window panes.

"Is this it?" I asked.

"Yes, 1503 East Grip Street." Liz replied. I opened the gate. The grass was so green! Aunt Jennipher unlocked the door. It was beautiful! Already furnished, there it was. Looking perfectly perfect, there were pictures of me, pictures of my dad, my mother and I, and a picture of dad before he went off to war. It was two story and really spacious. I opened a few doors, and found a few rooms. I climbed the stairs and opened the first door I laid eyes on.
    Pink.  All pink, pink, pink! My entire room was covered in pink. I liked it, since my dad did it just for me. I wasn't crazy about the color pink, but i would make it work.

"Very nice." Aunt Jennipher said poking her head into the room. "Your dad thought it would make you happier."

"Yeah...I guess." I replied. "How did  Dad buy a house this nice?"

"He saved money, Virginia." Maybe I'll like Seattle.

"You'll love Seattle." Liz said who had just walked in. The school you'll attend in the fall is in walking distance, so is a library, a park, and a few stores. Look out the window."

I opened the window and gasped. The backyard was the most beautiful backyard i had ever laid eyes on! it had rose bushes. My mother's favorite. "Liz, who did this?"

"When your father was stationed in Seattle, he did all of this. Now, how about some dinner?"
    Liz toke us to a local diner. It was pretty good, nothing I had ever had in Monterey though.

"I decided we only need to stay in Monterey until Tuesday. There's not much to fix up, girls." Liz said.

"Good," I replied. "I need to get back to Monterey as soon as possible. It's too wet and foggy here."
     Liz and Aunt Jennipher eyed each other. "Maybe Dad'll come back in November so we won't have to come back to Seattle so soon." I suggested.

"Wather your father comes home now or in November, you're moving to Seattle at the end of the summer." Liz objected. "You and Jennipher can take care of yourselves. Besides- you need to be in school on time."

My heart sank. Aunt Jennipher and I all alone in Seattle? No Liz? No Dad?
    I laid on my pink quilt. Nothing would be right in Seattle. I rolled over and opened my journal. I beagn to write as if my Dad had replied to my last letter.

Dear Dad,                                                                                           May 23, 1941 Seattle Washington
    I'm so glad that you're having a good time in Germany, thanks for asking about my job, it's going just fine.
    Washington is a different kind of place, not as pretty as Monterey though. Thank you for making my bedroom a lovely pink as you did. The whole house is just a piece of art!
    Liz says we only need to stay until Tuesday because you cleaned everything up so very well when you were in Seattle. We might just look around and shop, I'm not quite sure yet though.
I'll always be here.
                                                                                                                         Love you till Nigera Falls,
                                                                                                                                                    Virginia
I really hope Dad changes his mind.