“Grief is a tidal wave that over takes you,
smashes down upon you with unimaginable force,
sweeps you up into its darkness,
where you tumble and crash against unidentifiable surfaces,
only to be thrown out on an unknown beach, bruised, reshaped…
Grief will make a new person out of you,
if it doesn’t kill you in the making.”
The days after the memorial drag by. Summer has finally come, with temperatures that soars to 90 degrees. The old mansion is hot, even with the fans turning 24/24 and the old ladies have trouble sleeping at night. It doesn’t help hearing Taïga crying…
Taïga doesn’t want to see anyone. Loki is on the West Coast, touring with his dad. He calls and mails regularly, but she doesn’t have the courage to talk to him yet. In an excess of despair she set her cell on fire, losing all her pictures of Derek. But Loki keeps calling Granny from the different locations he’s visiting with his parents.
I’ll deal with him when he comes home… Eventually.
It was more difficult to fend off her best friend, but finally Linn gave up, buying Taïga’s excuse, ‘I need to be alone. I love you Linn, but I have to go through this by myself. I’ll call you. Promise. As soon as I feel “better”.’ As if that could be possible!
And so hours become days, weeks… Taïga doesn’t move from her room, spending the time lying on her bed wearing Derek’s T-shirt, staring into space, dwelling in her sorrow… Sometimes she feels empty, like there are no more tears to cry, other times she feels enraged about being so utterly helpless. Thinking of Derek, of their moments together, brings the pain alive and she cries again until she’s exhausted…
(I’ve put together two videos with her thoughts:)
Rowan checks on her once in a while – mostly because he’s worried about their plans for Monte Vista.
Her faithful Doberman Valkyria stays close by, lying with her head on her long front legs, ears twitching with each toss and turn of her mistress as her sleep is haunted by nightmares.
Missy tries to comfort her too, bringing pancakes with Taïga’s favorite blueberry jam, but her advice makes Taïga break down in despair, ‘It might not be what you need, or want, to hear, but you have to eat, Taïga. Starving won’t bring Derek back.’ Wailing, her niece just burrows her head in her pillow and cries even more…
Granny usually leaves her alone, hoping time will heal the pain. Knowing her reaction is a “normal response” to loss, she tries to appease her granddaughter as best she can.
She sits quietly on the bedside, stroking Taïga’s dark locks and drying her tears, ‘Take whatever time you need, darling child. You must let it all out. Don’t deny your feelings, keeping sorrow and pain inside is dangerous – one day it will all burst out anyway, hurting other people. I know you don’t want that…’
She cradles her granddaughter in her arms, listening without interrupting to the young girl’s laments.
Taïga’s feelings sway from anger at herself for not being able to protect Derek, to dark guilt, ‘I must be a lousy witch as my protection spell didn’t last long enough. I failed, Granny. I failed to keep Derek alive… Why did this happen? Why Derek? Why?.. If I only had told him how I feel. Maybe that would have made him stay…’
She knows deep down in her heart that he would have left anyway to save his dad. That it was the right thing to do, and his way of wholeheartedly standing up for his family is part of why she loves him…
Yes, I can’t hide it anymore. I love him. But now it’s too late.
Realizing the pointlessness of it just makes her incredibly angry at him, ‘He shouldn’t have left like that! He knew it was dangerous. So selfish of him! If only he’d stayed, this would never have happened!’
But as the summer holidays draws to an end, Taïga finally emerges from her room, and adventures into the garden. Granny is overjoyed to see her grandchild finally up and around, but Taïga has just taken her despair out into the sun…
Will her heart ever heal?..
Part II – End of Chapter 22