"There you are!" Ethel said when she finally found Myrtle in her room. "Look! Wyatt proposed. We're going to get married!" she said.
Myrtle's scowl surprised her. "Well hurray for you, Ethel. We were supposed to raise Alvin together. But lately, you've forgotten anything except Wyatt exists!"
"Now that's unfair, Myrtle!" Ethel cried. "I pay plenty of attention to that boy!"
Myrtle clenched her fists. "Well, I hope you're happy! But, it's not like you're some blushing bride!"
Ethel was truly puzzled. "Why are you so upset about this? I thought you would be happy!"
"Ha! Like you care about anyone's happiness except your own! Why, my Frank..." Myrtle couldn't finish her sentence. Bursting into sobs, she cried, "Oh, just leave me be, Ethel."
Feeling awkward and unsure of what to say, Ethel walked out of the room and gently shut the door behind her.
"Alvin, please pass the salt," Myrtle asked, even though the salt was next to Wyatt.
Wyatt rolled his eyes and nudged the salt over to Alvin to give to Myrtle.
Alvin sighed. He missed Auntie Ethel. "Is Auntie Ethel still sick Auntie Myrtle?" Alvin asked after handing her the salt. "When will she be able to help me with my homework again?"
Wyatt frowned. "I'm sorry Alvin, she's still very sick. She doesn't have much energy to get around as much as she used to. Maybe you can take your homework in there after dinner and work on homework together."
Alvin sighed. "No, I'll let her rest."
Ethel just coughed and looked up at him. "I've been dreaming about our wedding, Wyatt. I'd like to get married right away. Tomorrow afternoon. Will you get everything ready?"
Wyatt laid down next to Ethel and rocked her. "I'll take care of everything, sweetie."
"I was awful to her. She's gone now and there's no way I can tell her how sorry I was. That I was an old fool that acted horribly because I was so jealous..."
"Thanks Wyatt! Hey! I need to go meet my study partner. I'll see you later!" Alvin said as he ran out the door.
Myrtle walked in the room and laughed. "Go learn!" she called out the door. Then, turning to Wyatt she said, "We haven't spoken about it since Ethel's death and I don't know what your plans are, but this is just as much your home as it mine. So, I would be honored if you'd stay."
Wyatt smiled and said warmly, "Now that sounds like a plan!"