Chapter Five: Delving Into The Past
"A BS in nursing" Brian muttered as his eyes glazed over the credentials Kelly had given them, "I don't even know what all of this means" he sighed placing in on the antique wooden coffee table
Faith sat silently, gently folding newly washed fabric nappies.
"Brian, I don't want to change midwives now" she said calmly, briefly looking up to gauge his reaction - there was none.
"I know" he sighed standing up. He walked around her stack of white linen and sat down beside her, wrapping one arm around her.
"And you wont have to" he spoke softly as he kissed her temple
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Plan, you must plan, then execute with exact precision. If you don't, you will not accomplish what needs to be done. You must hold on, anxious I know you are, excited - most definitely, but you must hold on. The time has not come yet, but soon, soon you will have your time.
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Catherine looked bleakly around the room, which was now her home in Orlando. She wouldn't travel back to the cottage in Texas for sometime, she hated it there, and loathed the thought of ever having to go back.
She tapped the cover of a CD and bit down on her lip. She'd seen Brian today, he looked like he'd aged since she'd been away, he looked tired, but mostly he looked still utterly devoted to the women he'd married.
She cringed at the thought, but it was there still. She sat down at her laptop and quickly checked her mail.
You have mail popped up on her screen
She clicked, and opened the new email. It was in response to her Birth/Death and Marriages search.
Deaths
Dated: December, 11th 1989
Kelvin and Juliana Traven
67 Harmony Lane
Atlanta
Georgia
Cause: Car Accident
Catherine rubbed her chin casually. Faith's parents died when she was 12.
"Never knew that" she spoke, leaning back in her chair "This could be worth exploring" she added, with a slight smirk on her face.
She entered another search and quickly found a virtual newspaper libarary. She praised her net-wise knowledge and without too much effort found the Atlanta Paper dated December 12th, 1989, the day after.
The article had graced the front page, a quarter page article, with a photo of 2 mangaled cars. The heading read Prominent Lawyer Involved In Shattering Accident
Catherine clicked on the heading and began to read the article.
Kelvin Traven, a prominent Lawyer in Atlanta, Georgia, died in the early hours of yesterday morning, along with his wife Juliana. Police have yet to release the actual cause of death, but it is believed the car lost control in wet conditions, crossed the medium strip and plowed into another oncoming car. The occupants of the other car are believed to be a group of young friends, 19 year old Harry Driver, his cousin David Green and a friend Macauley Jamieson. However, it is unsure which car actually crossed the road to the other side. Police investigations continue.
Catherine clicked onto the next day, scrolled around to the obituaries. TRAVEN, Kelvin & Juliana. Beloved parents of Faith Juliana, and children of Gerald & Heather Traven & Grant & Ally Harper. Children of God, you will be missed, we love you both.
"Poor little Faith" Catherine remarked, semi smiling - semi genuinely touched
There was one more article dated 2 days onward. It said nothing much, just that it was thought the boys in the car were the ones that crossed the barrier.
She wasn't sure how this would be any use to her, but she printed it out anyway and filed it into her draw. She yawned and slid over to the open window. Early October was too cold to have the windows open.
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(2 Weeks On)
Faith looked across at the calender as she sat at the kitchen table, in the thick of the night. It was October 20th, she was 6 ½ months pregnant, which meant the baby would be due mid January. She sighed quietly, December would be a haunting anniversary she replayed each year. Brian knew everything about her, and he tried his best to consol her, but she knew it was an impossible task. She never was able to say goodbye, and that was the pain that hurt the most. They were taken so quickly from her life, and perhaps been so young, she never really mourned their loss.
"Do you have to go?" a much younger Faith pouted as she stood watching her mother put on makeup
"Afraid so" her mother, the picture of elegance replied, dabbing only a slight amount of perfume on her neck
"But I don't want to stay with Granny" Faith's 12 year old face screwed up "She makes me practice the piano, and keeps telling me to sit up straight"
"Soon you'll understand why she does that"
Faith grunted loudly, catching a disturbed look from her mother.
"She says I shouldn't play in the mud" she continued
"And perhaps a 12 year old girl shouldn't be" a deep voice laughed
Faith crossed her arms in distain and starred up at her father, a strikingly handsome man, with a thicket of dark hair and a figure that towered over most people.
"Daddy" Faith pouted, softly enraged as he ran his hand across her head
"We should get going" he smiled across the room at his wife
As they all started down the stairs the doorbell rung, and Kelvin's mother let herself in. "Goodnight Faith" Juliana spoke softly kissing her daughters forehead gently
"Goodnight Mommy" Faith cried, dropping her head into her folded arms, the lonely house closing in around her.
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