Chapter Seven: A Family Secret
Four days passed before the funeral for our parents. Aunt Jenny flew out from California with her two kids and stayed with us. We left them to the house while we kept Kaitlyn in the barn with us. The shock on both Rene and me of losing our parents didnât keep us apart, but in grieving, we just tried to comfort each other. It didnât look strange to our aunt and cousins how we hugged. It didnât feel weird, not anymore.
Everyone tried to help us through it as best they could. Friends of our parents came by and offered their condolences. Dadâs brother Ken and his wife Melissa came and stayed with us the night before the funeral. While Rene and I took to being the parents of our sister, the strain of so many eyes watching us, especially trying to open us up to them, did cause us both to stick to the barn mostly, hiding together from everyone. In the weeks following mom and dadâs deaths, we talked to each other, just as we did as kids, just as weâd done a thousand times as young adults.
The funeral took only an hour, but Rene and I stood resilient by then, drawing strength from only each other. At the wake, our parentâs lawyer took us to the study to talk privately about the will. While weâd taken care of our sister, it never dawned on either of us our parents would have given custody of her to someone else. The will left if very clear that custody would pass to our fatherâs brother and his wife, but somehow, hearing it didnât help. He did also read out the contents of the will for us, along with other details. Our parents might not have been wealthy, but they left us enough to live a good life while we were in school, even beyond. The house and money theyâd saved would go to us, to be split however the two of us decided, though a third of the million dollar life insurance policy would go into a trust fund for Kaitlyn.
As he got up to leave, he set down an envelope with a slight bulge in one part, then went on his way. I picked up the envelope as Rene just took in the information without saying anything. She didnât have to, I knew she wanted to be a mother by now, and Kaitlyn certainly needed one now. Why she didnât feel like the baby in her was enough, nothing could answer that question.
Upon opening a envelope, I found simply a note with a bank name and a number of a safety deposit box. It didnât occur to me it might be weird, as dad always prepared for the worst. While I helped her accept the news, I resolved to take care of the bank matter the day after.
The wake, thankfully, my aunts and uncle handled. Most of the people we knew, with some of our friends hanging out with us. It felt better with them around, it certainly helped Rene with her feelings. After awhile, she felt good enough, with constant encouragement from Ally and Elisa, though I helped as much as theyâd let me.
The wake broke up a little before sunset that day, as everyone went home to get away from the mournful house. As night fell, the three older adults, Jenny, Ken, and Melissa, gathered in the living room to talk, Jennyâs kids in the barn watching TV. While Rene went to her room to get Kaitlyn ready for bed, I grabbed up some of the left over food on a tray with some Cokes, heading out to the barn. I passed through the rec room upstairs, noticing Zack, my 15 year old cousin, watching me intently from a chair. Deciding to unsettle him, I shot him a dirty look, then made my way upstairs to the bedrooms.
After depositing the tray in my room, I made my way to her room, hit with the smell of a dirty diaper before even entering. She looked at me with a sickened look, but smiled anyway as I came up behind Rene, my arms wrapping around her while she worked.
Something told me I shouldâve known it was coming now that we were alone. âWhyâd mom and dad have to give her to Ken?â she asked in barely a whisper. The question didnât take me by surprise, though, because she wanted to be a mother badly, I knew, even helping mom out from the day Kaitlyn came into the household. âWhy couldnât they have left her with us?â
As much as the truth hurt, it did need saying. âBecause they didnât know about us. Because weâre going off to school in a few months. Because they didnât think we were ready to be parents. All of the above.â It did hurt to say, but again, it needed saying.
She sighed softly while dressing our sister again. âStill, they couldâve talked to us about it.â
âBut they didnât and thereâs not much we can do about it now.â Rene slipped from my embrace. I watched as she moved to the crib weâd brought in for Kaitlyn, setting her down gently on the mattress. âBesides, thereâs other things to think about.â
She didnât turn to look at me, but softly said, âLike what?â
Feeling the need to comfort her did overwhelm me, as I stepped behind her, again encircling her waist. My hands worked up under her shirt, sliding to the taut tummy. âLike us and our baby. If you were taking care of Kaitlyn, youâd never have enough time to just enjoy the pregnancy. Youâll be in school like me, and then weâll have the baby, thatâs gonna take up time, too. We still have things to do for our future. Taking care of Kaitlyn, along with everything, youâll wear out and Iâm not going to let you do that to yourself.â
Her hands slid under the shirt, covering mine, as she melted back against me, purring. âMmm, how do you always know just what to say to make me feel better?â she asked, tilting her head to mine, granting me a soft touch of her lips.
âBecause I love you,â I stated simply enough once my lips were free enough. It only earned me another, yet decidedly longer and more enjoyable, kiss.
The knock at the door sent me across the room in a heartbeat while Rene tucked our sister in. Ken opened the door, smiling slightly as he saw us both. Something in that smile suggested he had something on his mind. He looked a lot like dad, and to that degree me, I guess, with a tall, lightly muscled frame, strong facial features with a square jaw, and a shock of dark brown hair cut short but styled. After checking on his niece, he ushered the two of us into my bedroom. Though we both knew something was up and concern echoed in that bond between us, we remained apart, taking places on opposites sides of the room.
âI just wanted to talk to you two about some things before tomorrow.â He closed the door slowly, ensuring it made little sound. âThe attorney already told me about Kaitlyn, and frankly, I already knew from your dad. Melissa and I just want to make sure you understand it all, and thank you for taking care of her the past few days. Jennyâs said you took really good care of her.â
âWill we be able to visit her, at least?â Rene asked. I could tell she was taking it better than before our little talk in the other room.
âOh, of course. In fact, your dad made me sign a contract of sorts, seeing how close you both got to her. Thereâs visitation rights, and during certain times of the year, youâll be able to take her for a few days or something. Iâll get a copy of it for you both, if you want.â I swore Ken looked like heâd expected the question.