Campbell was glad to be out of the hospital. He had managed to talk his parents into taking him back to his own house. He had told them that he was an adult and they could not force him to do anything that he didn’t want to do. Even though they had to agree with him, they did argue about him being alone in the house. It wasn’t until he agreed to either call or text them every hour so they would know he was okay, that he managed to get them to leave so he could be alone.
He went up to his bedroom and pulled his suitcase from the closet. He started putting some of his clothes and other items in it. Items he didn’t want to leave behind…like a picture of him and Rita. He looked at the picture and sighed. He still missed her so much. They should already be married and tucking their son into his crib.
He put the picture on top of the clothes in the suitcase, then zipped it up. He didn’t have time to think about that right now. He needed to get on the road before his parents or his grandfather came back to check on him. He wouldn’t put it past his mother to send his sister to stay with him and be his babysitter.
He carried his bag to his car, then went back to make sure the house was locked up. He looked around the house he designed and built himself. He was going to miss this house. He had put a lot of work into it. A lot of work and a lot of dreams that ended when Rita died.
He set the alarm, then closed and locked the door. He wasn’t sure yet what he wanted to do with the house. He would decide later and send a message back to his grandfather from wherever he ended up.
He drove to the bank and withdrew some money from his account. He would need some to get him started. He knew he could use his credit or debit cards, but he wanted cash on hand for now. It would make it easier to keep his family from tracking him down before he got settled somewhere.
He wasn’t sure where he was going to go, but he knew one thing he needed to do before he left. He headed for Brindleton Bay.
Campbell stood looking at the graves.
“I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to the three of you first.”
He sat down on the ground between the graves. He had Rita and their son buried in the grave beside Devin. They were the ones that he visited the most at the cemetery.
“I miss you guys so damn much. We had so many plans for the future. We were supposed to run Grandpa’s company together, Devin. I would do the designing and you would supervise the building. I don’t know if I can do it without you.”
He looked over at Rita’s grave. He had had the name they had picked for their son added under hers.
“We should be reading stories to Nicholas and complaining about sleepless nights.”
Just thinking about everything that should be going on hurt. All of the dreams and hopes they all had shared before were gone.
Campbell stood back up and looked down at the two graves. He had no idea where he was going or what he was going to do, but he knew that nothing was ever going to be the same again.