[center][h1][b]Everett Wilcox[/b][/h1] [img]http://images.sugarscape.com/userfiles/image/AAAAAAAAAAAANOVEMBER2013/Lucy/Week1/051113-hemsworth2.jpg [/img] [i] [u]Location[/u]: Verona Memorial Service [u]Interacting With[/u] Leroy St . Germain Dagnasty [/i][/center] [hr] [hr] === His alarm clock went off. Dags shoving s bowl in his face and telling him it was time to eat. Everett had spent the night in the barn. He had spent the entire night working to get the barn just right. He had a plan for Nina, something to make up for his outbursts the night before. He was proud of the idea but he could only hope she'd enjoy it. [b]“Hey buddy. How you doing huh?[/b]”Everett said petting him and getting a bowl shoved his face again. [b]“Alright buddy. Come on let's eat.”[/b] Everett said get to his feet. The sun still hasn't come up. Which isn't outta the norm for him. Walking to back to the house and into the kitchen. He found the bruised meat and tossed it in the bowl. He checked the clock as he put the bowl on ground. It was 5:30 in the morning. He had plenty of time to get everything done before he left for the memorial service. First was a was feeding himself then a shower. It wasn't till he was about to open the Frigidaire that he saw a note from Aunt Lou “Dear Everett, I signed you up to give a talk at the Memorial service. I'll meet you there. Don't you dare act a fool. You're girlfriend will be in the crowd. Love Aunt Lou.” Everett looked down at Dags who was happily chomping down on his breakfast. [b]“I know you and dead owls don't give a hoot but I'd beat that woman of I didn't need her so badly.”[/b] Everett said as he got his own food and ate. He hated to asuit, but this was a situation that was he had too. He'd get over it but it was still a pain. He did find a way to redneck it up with his shark skin boots. His Momma loved those boots. Even when he grew the first pair he couldn't help but buy another, and another after that. One way or another, he was gonna have these boots till they put him ground. After his shower and getting dressed Everett realized that he still almost an hour before he had to leave. He took Dags with him back out to the barn and put the finishing touches on little idea. He didn't know nor cared what kinda trouble he was get in for bringing Dags with him but he was gonna do either way. He told Dags to get in the truck and off they drove to service. No one said a word to him as he sat backstage waiting for his turn to talk. His only focus was on Dags and petting him. When his time came he told Dags to stay. Everett took the stage calmly and secure in what he was going to say. He had a grin on his face that to anyone who I knew him, spelled trouble. [b]“June 20th 2010, I was attacked by a moose, I was very lucky that day. I got hurt but nothing a little rest wouldn't fix. October 16th that same year.” [/b]Everett accent began to show itself. Calm and delicate speech was replaced by a strong southern draw. Not even Everett could tell if it was by design. [b]“I'll never forget that day, since that attack. I'd not go into the woods, to say I was terrified of the prospect of would be an understatement. I remember looking at the treeline, wanting and pleading to go past that line but I was just too terrified.”[/b] Everett start to chuckle to himself. He shook his head from to side, a sweet memory dancing across his face. [b]“I’d imagine, in most families, this is where the son gets a hug and a pep talk.” [/b]Everett said with chuckle not a hint of sadness in his voice.[b]“I'll never forget those for first words he spoke. He asked me if I was dead yet. I shook my head no and he told me one of the important things I'll ever hear, ‘Pain and damages don't end the world, or despair or beatins. The world ends when you're dead son. Until then, you got more punishment in store, stand it like a man and give some back.”[/b] Everett was about to go on the offensive for having to be reminded of his parents, every year. [b]“... We were all effected by the events three years ago. Some of us more than others maybe. Some of you lost friends, others family. Tessa will never get to see her sister grow up, Janice will never see Tessa fall in love, she'll never find out who Tessa will become… Resently I was named one of the top high-school players in the state. My parents will never know that, they'll never help me pick a school to play for. I'm reminded of that four times a year. ” [/b]It was then Aunt Lou stood up, giving him a look that should have shook him to core, maybe it did. He paused for a moment and consider his next words. His eyes drifted over the crowd and he saw Nina, pretty as she could be. [b]“As my Daddy once said, the world ends when you're dead. We owe it our dead to carry on and remember the good times. While always keep an eye on the future, and not get lost in these terrible events. At five o'clock tonight Luella Marchbanks and myself will be hosting a memorial celebration at our place. Come with drinks, a smile, and a good story. For those of us most effected by these events, today is hard enough without hearing these sob stories. Thank you for your time, please come out on Friday and support the foot team as we try to go on and win a state title.”[/b] Everett walked off the stage, dropping the microphone in his way. He instantly found his companion, Leeroy St. Germain Dagnasty and for one moment out of this morning,everything was just okay.