~part four~
After an hour of skating, both Sydney and Michael parted from each other again but this time with the promise of seeing each other again the next day to go out for dinner.
As soon as Sydney came home from spending almost the entire day with Michael, she was soon fired with all kinds of questions coming from her mother.
"Hey mom, I'm home!"
"Oh hey sweetie, how did it go?"
"Okay, I guess, I mean there were a lot of people there to support Michael and say goodbye to William but it was still so sad. It's amazing to know just how many people adored and loved his father."
"And how was Michael doing?"
"Sad but he's hanging on. We went to the skating rink afterwards just to clear out our minds and talk. It was nice to see him again."
"Did you talk about Thomas?"
"Mom, don't start this again."
"Sydney, one day he has to know what happened."
"What happened between Thomas and me is something I would love to forget and I know that eventually he has to know about the real reason I left LA seven years ago but not just now okay? I can't just come back in his life and destroy the image he had about the person he adored and still adores so much. Thomas' death doesn't change a single fact about the things that happened so many years ago but it takes time to tell a story like mine and his. I promise mom, that I will tell him and maybe even sooner than you think but let's just see how things go now that I'm planning on moving back here."
"Does he know about that yet?"
"No, but he did say that he would love to see more of me."
"He's right you know, you two were best friends for over twenty years. For a long time, he felt down about that."
"I know mom and I'm not planning on letting him down again."
"Good. So are you two going to spend some more time with each other before you leave again on Monday?"
"Yeah, we're going to have dinner tomorrow and after that I don't know if we'll still be able to see each other on Monday."
"Well, I hope you will because I haven't seen such a big smile on your face for a very long time."
"I know. It's just...I forgot how easy it is to be with him. Seeing him again brought up so many memories and even though we have some sad ones, the majority are good memories and it feels nice to just be able to think about them again."
"I know."
"Mom?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you think he will react when I eventually tell him what happened?"
"I don't know, he might be angry at you at first or he won't be able to believe it but knowing how close you two were, I know it will eventually be all right."
"Thanks mom, I love you."
"I love you too."