While Graham was at work, I looked at a wedding magazine I had picked up a few days ago. I didn't want to look at it at first, in fear of being to fat for all those gorgeous dresses. I finally just gave in and looked. There were huge poofy ones, slim and silky ones, every kind you could think of. I remember back to when Olivia and I were young. She always wore a dress that she said was a wedding dress. It was "nice and smooth and shiny", Olivia had always said. I looked at the silky ones. I fell in love with a dress that had thin straps, and it was ankle length. It also had a see-through lacey sash that went over your shoulders. I loved it instantly.
I decided to walk to the Rehab center to visit everyone. It had only been a few weeks since I left, but I missed them terribly. It was maybe a mile walk from here. I put on a sweatshirt, thick jacket, mittens and a hat and left. The doctor told me to be very careful and stay warm, my organs were still weak, and if I got sick, it could possibly be fatal.
I walked along the road as cars whizzed by. I pulled my jacket up around my face because the wind was blowing directly at me. I kept my hand clasped over the magazine page so it wouldn't blow away.
I arrived about ten minutes later. I was frozen to the bone. I quietly knocked. Shannon opened the door.
"Kersey!!" She cried, hugging me. "Everyone come!! It's Kersey!" She yelled. Withing seconds, everyone was bunched around me, giving me hugs. I noticed Eliza wasn't with the group.
"Where's Eliza?" I asked Heather.
"Oh. She's not doing very well. She hasn't been right lately. She tried running away and she got really sick from the cold. She's in her room if you want to go visit her." Heather said, hugging me quick before I went to Eliza's room.
I knocked quietly on the door.
"Eliza? It's me, Kersey." I said. I heard her get up and come to the door.
"Oh, hi Kersey." she said. Her face was red from crying.
"Eliza, girl, what's wrong?" I said, putting my arm around her and hugging her.
"It's just so bad, Kersey. I hate it here." she cried into my shirt.
"What happened?" I asked.