will be settled tonight, so I think we should sit down and enjoy dinner.” As though right on cue, the timer rang, signaling dinner was done.
Normally dinner with her family was a delicious, boisterous affair, her mother’s cooking legendary among their extended family. Her mother had cooked an amazing dinner complete with steaks, sweet potatoes, and a salad, but with everything going on with Eva, dinner was more subdued this evening. Her mother and father were still uncomfortable from the earlier conversation; if they weren’t fidgeting in their seats, they were sneaking glances at each other or Eva. Eva didn’t know what to make of them. They hadn’t settled anything so she wasn’t talking as much as she normally would, and she had to bite her tongue so she wouldn’t ask them to stop staring at her.
Because the situation with Eva was off limits for the evening, the conversation focused around everything going on with the twins. Although Brad maxed out on his credits, he still had another semester of classes before he could finish his architecture degree. He had switched from business to architecture and was happy with the decision even with the additional time it took to get his degree. He had always been in love with constructing buildings with his Legos and used to take apart her doll houses; it was no surprise when he decided to switch to his true passion. With his surfer boy good looks and chocolate brown eyes, his intelligence only added to his appeal. He tried to not be a total man-whore, but Eva knew he wasn’t as celibate as he claimed to be. No sister wanted to think about her brother having sex with random girls, but she always saw women hanging around. She was just thankful she didn’t have to hear her brother continually talk about his latest conquest.
As usual, despite the accomplishments of her brother and the uncertainty of her current situation, her baby sister was the star of the show. The younger twin by five minutes, she was always the one with a joke, quick smile, and a twinkle in her eye. Her recent internship at the television station where the twins’ attended university was amazing, but with no open job available she came back to her parents’ house and looked for jobs. She entertained them and kept the conversation going throughout dinner, for which Eva was extremely thankful.
All too soon dinner was done and Eva sat down with her parents to discuss the situation rationally, something she failed to do previously in her emotional rage. The twins discretely excused themselves after the kitchen was clean, but she knew that it would only be a matter of time before they expected her to let them know what was said.
They sat at the kitchen table staring at each other, Eva on one side with her parents on the other. She mentally rolled her eyes when no one said anything; her stepmother clutched her necklace while her father fidgeted in his seat. Clearly she wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to have this conversation, but someone had to start the ball rolling.“Ok, let’s talk. And please don’t lie to me.”
Her stepmother gently nodded at her father, who took a deep breath before he started. “Your mother had always been troubled…” her father rubbed his hands together, deep in thought “…and although I loved her, and you, she never seemed to be able to settle. I didn’t want the divorce at first, and when she told me to tell you she was dead I was devastated. What mother does that? I said no, that it wasn’t fair to you, but she said she wouldn’t see you or talk to you regardless of what I did. I finally agreed, and when I met your stepmother and told her about it, we went to see your mother one last time.”
Her stepmother put her hand on her father’s, whether to comfort him or herself Eva did not know, but she didn’t miss when her father turned his hand over and laced their fingers together. They were always together, an amazing unit that never failed to