Title: Letting Go
Pairing: Phoebe/Jason
Rating: PG
After a few uneventful tugs, I’m able to free the dusty, old cardboard box from the tiny corner it was wedged into. I know I probably shouldn’t be doing this, probably shouldn’t be dredging up memories best left forgotten, but I can’t help myself.
I look at the photographs, ticket stubs and matchbooks. Cole used to laugh at me for saving mementos from our dates, but I couldn’t help myself. I knew he was my true love and I wanted to save these things to show our children and grandchildren.
Tears well up as I look at the last photograph taken of us. I look into my naïve eyes and wonder bitterly how I could have been so blind to what he was. My hands absently run across my very large stomach. I know that I need to let go of all those memories for the sake of my child.
“Phoebe, what are you doing?”
I look up and see my husband standing in the attic doorway. I glance down at the picture in my hand again and realize that I never knew true love until Jason held me in his arms. I close the box and shove it back into the corner. I don’t want to part with these items, because they remind me of who I used to be and how I got to where I am today.
I struggle to get to my feet, Jason rushing over to help me up.
“Why are you up here, honey?” he asks the question with no maliciousness in his voice, even though he’s had to ask me twice.
I look deep into his eyes and respond, “Letting go of the past.”
End