WHO Savannah OT OPEN WHAT Sav is shopping for a birthday present for Jake. Who wants to help her? WHERE A shop. Whose is it? WHEN Sunday July 31st, 2016. 3pm. WARNINGS TBA
Ever since Savannah had made the official move to Willow Creek a few days ago, everything had been busy. She’d unpacked all of her things, bought new things that she didn’t have, had done her best to make sure that she had a new job in her new town so that she could actually, you know, stay there, and visited the hospital and the houses and apartments that her family called home. It had barely been six days, but there hadn’t been any quiet moments. At least, quiet that wasn’t also touched by a little bit of sadness.
Sav had gotten to the point where the constant ache of her mother’s absence was less of a throbbing pain, but underlying. It was healed over, to an extent; her grief was an interwoven pattern that had faded in color over time, but every once in a while, a strand of thread caught the light and was almost glaring in how vivid it was. These last few days, with Jake in the hospital and Lanie barely physically recovered, away from the family she’d grown up with, she really missed her mom. It was probably a good thing that she hadn’t had very much time to dwell on it.
If she’d had too much time, Sav probably would have run away and hidden under her sister’s favorite blanket, for, oh, six to sixty years. Roughly.
That morning, though, she’d wrestled her perspective into a more positive one. She was with people she loved, in a beautiful town, a lovely apartment, and things could only go up from there. Jake could only get better.
With that in mind, Sav had a plan for the day. She’d spent a few hours at the hospital before going out to lunch and now she was shopping for Jake’s birthday present. There was already a technicolor package with a florescent bow sitting on her dresser; she’d known what she was going to give her cousin for a while, but she figured that you could never have too many gifts and Sav had a couple of free hours that afternoon. It felt refreshing to think about something that he might like once he woke up. It felt hopeful to look forward to that future instead of the uncertainty of the present.
What Sav didn’t quite have in mind was what she was going to get Jake. So she was trying the tried and true method of window shopping and following her intuition. It was hit or miss on the purchasing front, but she was genuinely enjoying herself, which was part of the whole point. After some wandering, she found herself staring at a storefront and pondering whether she should go in or not.