It seemed as if an eternity had passed before either of them spoke. Their surroundings; somewhat somber, were masked by the sound of falling rain. Marie clenched tightly onto Carrie, as if her arms alone, could encompass and take away her pain. Marie listened as Carrie's breaths grew quieter and the sobs that shook from her petite body began to fade.
"He needs you darling". Marie started, "I know, how hard it is going to be, but he needs you and I think that you need him." Her voice was calm, absent of the grief that once bestowed their embrace. She was somewhat stoic, as if the last few hours seized to exist. "I know," Carrie managed to say, "But I don't know how strong I can be."
"Do the best that you can, sweetheart. I can't imagine what he is going through right now." Marie whispered.
For a moment, Carrie sat and thought about Vinnie. The urgency in his voice; the frantic phone call. "I will go see him" she muttered as she wiped the tears from her face. Slowly, she stood. "Is he in his room?" She asked. "Yes, he is. He hasn't come out since he heard of the news." Marie replied. "Okay." Carrie mumbled.
Marie watched as Carrie walked to the front door, and smiled encouragingly. The smile, however, was not as convincing as she would have hoped.
***
As Carrie closed the large front door, a wave of nostalgia came over her. The sweet smell of vanilla filled her nose, and suddenly she felt at ease. Candles illuminated the living room casting shadows upon the beige walls. Large leather couches were surrounding by a sea of pillows and blankets that Marie had often kept out for Carrie and Vinnie on movie nights. Thoughts of normalcy, however, escaped her, as she followed the stair case leading to Vinnie's bedroom.
Alas, she faced the door to Vinnie's bedroom. Taking a deep breath, she knocked...
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