1x1 ~ Aven and {sweet pea}

[Aven]

.bridget.

"Jenna, you're eight years old, listen!" I snapped, then bit my lip. "Sorry. I really am. But...it's the truth. I'm not your sister, and Elly's not our mom." My eyes started watering at the thought of Mom. My real Mom.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Jenna:

The sincerity in her voice shocked me, and I recoiled slightly. "What are you talking about?" I asked, suddenly quiet.

[Aven]

.bridget.

I sniffed and rubbed my eyes with the sleeve of my shirt. I took a deep breath. "Your real mommy died."

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Jenna:

My bottom lip quivered. "You're lying."

[Aven]

.bridget.

I shook my head, more tears springing from my eyes.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Jenna:

"Then who's my real mom?" I asked softly.

[Aven]

.bridget.

I got up after a moment, heading up into my room. I brought back down a little shoebox and set it in Jenna's lap. Inside were several photos of Mom, some jewelry that had been passed down to me, pictures of her favorite places, and her wedding ring, which Dad had wanted me to have, for some reason.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Jenna:

A tear escaped and rolled my cheek as I looked through the box. "She was so pretty," I murmured softly as I gazed at her picture. She had bright blue eyes and soft-looking wavy brown hair. Her smile made me want to smile, and she looked so happy.

[Aven]

.bridget.

I came and sat beside Jenna on the couch, one arm wrapped around her shoulders.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Jenna:

Softly and silently, I started to cry.