FAMILY
Chapter Three

Meet me in the park at three o’clock, the letter said, so Kelly did as she was told.

When she arrived, her brother was already there, waiting for her.

"And…how is she? Is she all right?"

"Hey! I’ve missed you, too!" his sister replied sarcastically.

"C’mon, Kelly! Please, tell me she is fine. It’s all I ask."

The girl looked at him. She was right. He had really changed. He used to be so sure about life, so independent…and now, there he was, in pain over a girl. Because he was really suffering, Kelly could tell. Many times she had asked him what was so important about Rose, and she had always received the same response. "I’ll tell you one of these days."

She was about to answer that first she wanted to know all about this girl, Rose, but one look into her brother’s blue eyes was enough to change her mind.

"She’s fine. Well…I mean, she is as fine as one could be, having that horrible woman around."

"You mean Ruth? She is hard to handle, isn’t she?"

"Hard to handle? She is a bitch!"

"You are right. But Rose…she is fine, isn’t she?"

Kelly doubted it.

"What’s wrong, Kelly?" her brother asked, noticing her expression.

"Well…she is not dying. But…if you must know, she seems kind of lost. All the time. Even when her mother is talking to her--though I can’t blame her for that. And what’s worse is that no one cares! I can’t believe it, but it’s true. Her mother talks only about the wedding, while the bride is somewhere beyond all of us."

"And what about Cal? Does he know about Rose?"

"Cal’s attitude is much worse than Ruth’s, for me, at least. He is aware of the situation, but he seems to enjoy it. I mean…the other day, for instance, I was serving dinner and he and Ruth were talking about the wedding. Suddenly, the word children appeared out of nowhere. Cal said that he wanted a boy and he wanted to name him after someone he had known. Jack was this man. Then he began to laugh, and said, ‘Oh, no! It’s an awful name. Isn’t it, sweetpea?’ I don’t know what that was supposed to mean, but I can tell that Rose did, because her face went red and her eyes became full of tears."

"I can’t believe he actually did that! He’s even worse than I thought! Kelly, you will understand it soon. I promise. Now…what about that invitation?"

"Sorry. I couldn’t get you in yet. I will, I swear. The wedding is in two weeks in Philadelphia."

"You are just wonderful! What would I do without you? Kelly, thanks a lot. I owe you big!"

"And you’ll pay me back…" she added, only half-serious.

"Well, I should be going now. I have work to do. They want me to have I don’t know how many drawings for next week. I’m getting really tired of doing this. I wish I could change places with you…"

"That should be interesting, you in a dress. It would be something worth paying to see."

"Funny. Really funny. Take care. And don’t…"

"Don’t be recognized. I know! I should be the one giving advice, you know? I’m the big sister, aren’t I?"

Brother and sister laughed and kissed good-bye. She watched him as he left and wondered how someone like him could ended up be involved with a girl like Rose. She would have killed to know his secret, but she couldn’t betray him. He had promised that he’d tell her about it one day or another, and she trusted him.

She heard the clock on the church and realized that she had to return to the DeWitt Bukater house before tea time, or Ruth would get really upset.

Chapter Four
Stories