Julieta's face fell, and she spoke with gentle caution, "Ms. Evangeline, we can't bring back those who've passed. Mr. Foster may be gone, but you've got the little one inside you to think about. You've got to stay strong for your baby."
It hit Evangeline then, and she tenderly placed her hand on the swell of her belly. "I'll be careful, I promise."
Cole had made her promise to look after their child before he died, making her feel like it was all because of him. However, that child was also a part of Walter, a continuation of their family. How could she ever let go?
"Mrs. Lewis, when will Grandpa's funeral be?"
When Evangeline asked her question, Julieta went pale as a ghost.
"Ms. Evangeline, you've been out cold for two days and nights. You just woke up, so maybe let's not worry about that right now..."
Evangeline could tell Julieta was holding something back. "What are you getting at?"
Julieta realized she could not hide it any longer and confessed, "Mr. Foster's funeral is today, over at the old house. You really shouldn't push yourself, you've only just come around."
However, Evangeline did not let her finish. She flung back the covers. "Enough, just get my stuff ready. I'm heading out now."
Evangeline was quick to act, but getting up so fast made the room spin, she was still weak. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.
She had to be there for her grandpa's final farewell, no matter what.
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