It is funny how she is talking about my dad being ill-mannered while using such a cheap move to disrespect the dead. Even if he was their enemy it was a despicable move.
My thoughts drifted from the despicable pair to Amanda when I noticed how her body stiffened emitting her fury. I grab onto her hand, before she could open her mouth, silencing her.
Her anger was not a surprise to me, after all my dad was her favourite uncle even among her very lovable sweet brothers of her father. He had pampered her just like how he pampered me. Same went for her father, who pampered me, as well as her father’s brother when they came to visit Amanda’s family. We were like a big family, when my parents eloped Uncle Nick’s parents accepted them with open hands when uncle Nick begged for his best friend.
It’s the appearance of these thoughts that makes me miss them even more. These memories and the words of the despicable pair makes the fury in me to raise as well.
