The Gardeners Daughter

Frank's POV

'When we arive to the funeral i'm ready to get wasted. I can't take this I knew I should have fixed that broken board maybe then I would have a shot at saving him. I blame myself entirely for this. How can I let him get so sad. What will me and lilian do'

Those thought circulated around my head throughout the whole funeral making the preachers voice a distant buzz.

Lily is sitting next to me in tears. She only knew him for three years but he was the closest thing to a father she ever had. I'm just the lousy excuse for a father who's starting to become an alcoholic.

Next thing I know everyone is giving us their condolences but I barely noticed.

30 minutes Later

Lillian's POV

Daddy and I just got home and honestly were both a wreck. It turns out my suspicions were partially confirmed at least this time it wasn't rum. He was having a glass of wine filled to the top.

I couldn't sit there watching him so I decided to go out. I told him I was going to read oh but Lord knows I wasn't going to. I've never snuck out my window before but here goes nothing.

10 minutes Later

This is boring there's nothing to see. I look to the left and there are old worn down buildings and on the right is just the same boy who sits there every day. Well I might as well talk to him.

I get up from the bench where I was resting trying to clean of my skirtThen i head over to the boy.

"Hello" I say

"Hello, what's your name" he replies in a thick english accent.

" Lilian and you" I say sitting down next to him"

"Im Thomas"

"Well that's a nice name . How are you thomas"

"Thank you i'm quite well you"

"I'm good. Where are you from you seem to have an interesting accent"

"My parents and I moved here from britain about a year ago"

"What was britain like"

"Its not much different than here, oh my it's getting quite dark i better go nice to meet you though" he says heading up the front steps

"Goodbye nice to meet you too, hope I see you again" I say as he enters the building

Well I guess I better be heading back to the house now

20 minutes later

When I get back into my room i got to tell daddy goodnight but he seems to be nowhere. 'Well I guess it's time to check the dreaded roof' I think to myself as I head up the steps.

On my way up i notice the same rum bottle from the other night except this time it's empty how. With that information i decide against telling uncle frank goodnight and instead going straight to bed.

Notes

Hello my obsesser's

Sorry yesterdays chapter was so short I was working on a Poem book type thing I write on wattpad chough cough self promaionchough cough If you want to rad it heres the lnk will be in my bio. bye

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