While the two women stood there looking at each other, the one behind the counter began to glare at Sara, the longer Garett was taking. The woman finally spoke to her, and the tone was completely different than the one she had used a few minutes prior to Garett. “So, are you a client?”
“how?” he asked softly as they got in the car. He wasn’t looking to figure everything out right now, but he was just trying to understand if it was her or it was something else that he didn’t know about.“No one ever tried. No one ever asked.” She said as she looked at him.
“Gar, how did you remember?” she asked as she got out of the car. Her eyes were bright and shining happily.“this was your favorite thing when we were kids.” He said with a shoulder shrug. “We had to sneak off the farm to get here because I was the one with the car.”
The two sat in silence at the picnic table that was off to the side of the building that held one of her favorite places in the world. She had just revealed to him the reason why and he was happy with just knowing that. He would be glad to take her so she could remember the good times that she had with her family but also the times they shared when they would leave the farm just to getaway. Though they always went back to hear about the time they spent together from her aunt and his step-mother.
The car ride back was quiet. Garrett was lost in thought, and so was Sara. She wanted nothing more than to see her aunt lose everything, but she knew she couldn’t really wish for that. She knew fate was hard, and so was karma. Though Garrett seemed to want the same things, she knew that was not something she wanted to put out into the universe. Though she wasn’t spiritual, she wasn’t willing to mess with things she knew were there.Her aunt, if she had done this or a
Garret lived off in the country, which surprised Sara to a point. He never seemed to like the farm, but here he was in an old farmhouse with some nice land around him. Sara looked it over as she got out of the car. Two large dogs were in the back, barking loudly as they saw people in the front. “Sorry, I forgot about them.” Garrett laughed.“Why are you, sorry? You know I love dogs.” Sara said as she smiled at him. “This isn’t what I expected.&rdquo
They stood there looking at each other with the contract they wrote up years before in the middle of them. He didn’t know why he hadn’t thought of the fact it was hanging up in his house where it was when he asked her to come over. He had forgotten about it being there. Though he was okay with her seeing it and knowing he thought of it often as he pondered different things for different cases he worked on, it was a surprise for him to have framed it and to keep it there among his other personal documents like his degrees and whatnot.
“Are you supposed to be working?” Sara asked sometime later as she rested her head on his shoulder after he kissed her softly but thoroughly. She was now at least somewhat relaxed. He also had some answers about her as well. She was new to all of this. Everything was completely new to her. Even being kissed. That was something she wasn’t us
“You would like me to meet him?” she asked softly.“Yes,” Garrett replied as he brushed her off her face. The silence filled the room as they stared at each other in the low light of the room now. The couch was near the furthest place in the room from the light in the corner of the room. Though it was open, this was a corner that was just for him to relax and unwind during the day. He knew the placement was off, but it worked for him. “I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.&rd
Garett was dressed in one of his better suits as he waited by the door for Sara to come downstairs. It had been a year almost since she had moved in and then stayed and made the house a home for the both of them. Garett looked down by his feet to the car seat that held their son Franklin who was now barely a month old. Though he really didn’t want to take his new infant son to the courthouse, it was something they both needed to be there for when they read the verdict on Joyce Holt.
Garett walked into the offices a new man. The ring seemed to have life in it, and he knew he had a lot to live up to. His sister was the first to see it. “You got married and didn’t tell us?” She asked, surprised.“No,” Garett said. “Though I would tell you when we do get married. Sara gave me her father's ring from her old house
The two stood in front of her old house. The past few hours had been hectic as she signed at least nine hundred things at the office of the other lawyer. Garett read over each thing and then nodded to her, and she signed. By the end, she didn’t care what she was signing. Everything was going to be done very quickly, and within a week, it would all be finalized.
The night was not as long as he hoped as the daylight spread through the bedroom, and he watched her begin to wake up and stretch. The soft smile that had been on her face as she slept, knowing that she and he both felt the same about each other and that everything they had hoped for was going to happen someday as long as they were together and worked to keep themselves that way. He knew they were finally on the same page of the book.
Garett stood there waiting, looking at her. The house went silent until the dogs started barking at something in the back yard though he knew it was an animal and not people. His dogs had very distinct barks for when they saw people though it made her look toward the back yard.“Don’t worry. It’s nothing but some animal walking in the field.&rdquo
Sara smiled to herself as she looked through her mother's things and then her sisters. She could remember without the pain that came with the memories. Sometimes they had worn the items. She was happy to know where they were. She thought it was funny that in ten years, she hadn’t thought where certain things were after she had settled into Joyce’s house. It was odd in a way. She had never questioned anything that the older woman had said as she spouted things that sounded like they could be the truth to a fifteen-year-old.
Garett pulled out his computer again and looked up the filing he had done a few days ago with the courthouse and saw that it had been unsealed. He began reading the document and saw that it was very straightforward as he expected it to be. This was almost the standard of estate paperwork except for the amount of money it was handling. That was almost too much to grasp.
Garett went over some of the briefings he had to close out for the week though he had time off. He had called into his boss, the lawyer who was a senior partner, and explained the situation and what he hoped to accomplish for the next week or so. Though it wasn’t an easy conversation to have, he knew that he wanted to get it over with and have the time ready to do whatever needed to be done.
Sara woke up in the middle of the night with tears in her eyes. Though she didn’t know why she was so close to tears. She could only remember being in the house. It was like walking around a museum in her mind. Everything was right where it was supposed to be, but no one was there. There was no other disturbance there. Though it was painful, she thought it was so lonely.