A Changed Lock Chapter 1: New Beginnings

Fiction By Damaris Ann // 11/4/2017

A pair of bright eyes followed by a curly head of hair appeared from behind the curtain which surrounded the young woman's favorite window seat. She held her finger between the pages of her book to guard from losing her place, hoping the young hero wouldn't escape from his prison without her.
"Yes Grandad?"
The older gentleman smiled and patted the spot next to him on the sofa. Jules willingly set her book down on the coffee table and curled up on her corner of the couch.
"I want to talk to you about something. My doctor appointment," he paused. The look on his face was pained, although as loving as it had ever been. He struggled to find the right words. "Jules, the results weren't very good. My kidney count is worse; I'm in stage five."
"Oh Grandad. Isn't there anything they can do? What about dialysis?"
"Dialysis is an option, but it's not guaranteed to work. It would be very painful, and very time consuming. I chose to take my chances without it."
"I see," Jules paused, looking down at the carpet. For a few moments the only sounds in the room were the slow tick of the grandfather clock and the rustling of the curtains which shadowed the open window. "Grandad..."
"They gave me about a year. Two, at most."
Jules struggled against her tears. Duncan held out his arms, and she went to him. They cried together. After several moments Jules was calm again. Her Grandad sat in thought for a while before turning towards her again. "Jules?"
"Yes, Grandad?"
"I want to move back to our old home in Hico."
Jules' face lit up. "Oh Grandad, really?"
"Yes, really. Will that make you happy?"
"Very much. It's been so long."
"Yes, we moved right after you turned 18, didn't we?"
"Yes. That was three and a half years ago, I think. Wow. Makes me feel old."
Duncan chuckled. "And how do you think that makes me feel, Jules?"
"As young as the heart that beats free in your chest."
"True. Very true. When can you be ready to move?"
"I won't need very much time to pack, Grandad. Maybe two weeks? What will we do with this monster of a house?"
"Rent it out."
"Good idea. Should I start packing now?"
"No, that can wait until tomorrow. What book were you reading a little while ago?"
"To Have and to Hold."
"Will you read it to me? You can just start where you've left off. I've read it before."
"Alright, Grandad."


Jules worked tirelessly at packing for the next two weeks. The house was large, and filled with many treasures and tangent memories. She was sitting cross-legged in front of a wooden chest with oriental carvings on the top of it when she heard Duncan calling her from downstairs. "Yes Grandad?"
"Come down here and look at this!"
"Coming!" Jules placed the old China teapot back in its compartment in the chest before going down the stairs to the library where her grandfather was sitting.
"What is it, Grandad?"
Duncan help up a small porcelain statue. "Do you remember this?"
"Barely...remind me of where we got it."
"Uncle Danny bought it for you when we took you to the San Antonio Zoo that first year after you moved in with me." Duncan chuckled.
"Ohhhh," Jules twinkled, "And I named the little monkeys after you, Uncle Danny, Aunt Mary, and me. wasn't that the day that I finally spoke to Uncle Danny for the first time?"
"Yes, yes I believe it was. In fact he won your heart with these very monkeys."
"Oh, how sweet! Of course I have to take this with me. Where did you find it?"
"It had fallen behind the dictionaries up there on the top shelf. I'm certainly glad I found it."
"Me too, Grandad." And Jules kissed him on the cheek before she headed back upstairs to finish packing out the guest room.


"Jules? Oh my word, what are you doing here?"
"We just moved back! Do you still live here in Dallas with your mom?"
"No, we moved to Hico. I'm just here for the day to visit an old friend. I can't believe you're here! Good grief, it's been four and a half years! What brought y'all back?"
Jukes' laughter pealed out with infectious joy. Martin threw back his head and joined in.
"I'm sorry for appearing to laugh at you," Jules sheepishly tried to explain herself. "But do you have any idea how good it feels to hear someone besides myself say 'y'all'?"
"That's totally understandable, Jules, even though you weren't that far north. Are you and Mr. Keith living here in Dallas now?"
"No," Jules smiled. "We are living in Hico again, which means we're neighbors."
Martin smiled. "I bet you're glad to be back home."
"I am," she sobered. "I just wish we had been brought back by happier circumstances."
Concern clouded Martin's face.
"What's wrong, Jules? You aren't sick or anything like that?"
"No, I'm perfectly alright."
"Gracias a Dios," he whispered under his breath. "Then, what is it?"
"It's Grandad. He's in the fifth stage of Kidney failure. He wanted to...well, he wanted to spend the rest of his life here. So we came home."
"Aww Jules, I'm so sorry."
"Thanks. We're making the most of our time."
"I bet. Anyways, what brings you to the historic square by yourself?"
"I'm just wandering around to kill time. Grandad had an important meeting with his lawyer today, and he won't be home 'til later this evening. What about you? Didn't you say you were visiting a friend?"
Martin grinned. "Yeah, but he'd forgotten about an appointment he had with his dentist. So I'm killing time, too. Should we kill time together?"
"Sure. I'm just browsing these old book stores right now."
"I remember you were always a book-worm."
Jules laughed. "I still am, Martin."
After a few hours she headed back home while Martin re-joined his friend.
Jules walked into the kitchen and set her keys down on the counter. She patted the paper bag from the little, dusty book store and smiled.
"In the living room."
"How'd it go?"
"Very good. Did you know that Daniel McCarthy is retiring?"
Jules sat cross-legged in front of the bookshelf in the family room and started finding places for her new purchases. "Oh! No, I didn't. What will you do?"
"Oh, I suppose I'll have more time to golf with him."
Jules laughed. "No, Grandad, I meant what will you do about your lawyer retiring."
"Oh, that." Duncan chuckled. "Daniel suggested a new, young lawyer for me, and we met today. I'm very pleased with him."
"Good, I'm glad. By the way, I ran into Martin Ortiz while I was out shopping this afternoon."
"Oh really? Do he and his mother still live in Dallas?"
"No, they live somewhere here in Hico now."
Duncan looked closely at Jules. "Hmm, I suppose we'll be seeing a lot of him around here, won't we?"
"I suppose so," Jules absently replied while contemplating whether to put The Loved to Laugh on the shelf with her Jane Austen collection, or on the shelf below with her other miscellaneous classics. "It's not like Hico is a very big town." She decided on the latter, and stood up to face Duncan. "I've finished putting my books away. Are you ready for me to make dinner?"
"Yes. Wait, no. I forgot to tell you that the McCarthys want us to go to their house for dinner at seven, so we have thirty minutes to get ready and head over there."
"Oh! Good. I guess I'll run upstairs and change real quick."
Before long Jules was changed and they were on their way. They had only been in the car for one minute before Jules spoke up.
"Hey Grandad?"
"Do. you want me to read the last chapter of To Have and to Hold to you while you drive?"
Duncan chuckled. "Go right ahead. We'll be there in twenty minutes so you'd better get to it."
The moments flew by along with dusk-crowned scenery while Jules wrapped up her tale of chivalry and commitment. "The end," she read, right as they pulled into the McCarthy's drive. "And that's it! I love that story."
"Mm. It's one of those books that I've read many times throughout the years. It's a classic."
"Yes it is. There's Aunt Mary! Oh, and James is here with his wife and little one. I haven't seen them since the wedding. James, Linda! It's so good to see you both."
"Jules! It's been too long. Here, would you like to hold James Junior?"
"Oh yes. Hello Aunt Mary, how are you?"
"Happy to see you dear. Now, you all come in before dinner gets cold! It's nice to have all of the children here together."
James, Linda, and Jules all laughed.
"Hmm, doesn't it feel funny to be called children?"
Jules smiled. "Maybe for you two it does, being married with a baby now, but I still feel young enough to be called a child."
Linda gave Jules another hug. "I don't think you qualify as a child anymore, dear. You're the same age as me, and just as mature if not more. Here, I'll put little James down in his crib while we eat. You've got him fast asleep."
Once the baby was snuggled into his crib the family gathered around the table. Daniel spoke up. "Thank you, Duncan and Jules, for joining us. James and Linda will be heading back to South Carolina tomorrow morning so we're all very pleased that you both could make it. Would you ask the blessing, James?"
"Yes, Grandpa." He reached for Jules' hand, and they all joined hands around the table. ""Thank you, Lord, for this time we have together. Please bless our fellowship, and let us bring you honor and glory with the words we speak. Please bless this food, and bless the hands that prepared it." He squeezed Mary's hand. "In Jesus' name, amen."
"Amen," everybody chimed in.
After an evening of delightful fellowship and sweet reminiscing Jules and Duncan reluctantly said there goodbyes.
"You know you're welcome to come over here and visit me any time, Jules."
"Of course, Aunt Mary. Thank you again for dinner."
She gave her a motherly hug. "Any time. Will you and Duncan be at Redeemer Baptist tomorrow?"
"Yes, we will. I've missed being there. Our other church was nice, but it was never quite the same as our dear church here at home."
"I felt the same way about my old church when I first moved here, but it this one has certainly grown on me in the last twenty years."
Jules chuckled. "I look forward to the day when I can say I've been here for that long. Goodnight."
"Goodnight dear."


Now I have more questions!

More hints at the back story... how did Jules come to live with her grandpa? Why did they move?
... and who is this Martin fellow? Someone special?
Guess I'll have to find out...

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