Day 8: A scene that made you sad
I guess I should have seen this one coming, considering what yesterday's was.
*considers all the scenes Leo's been in*
....what can I say? He's kind of a magnet for sadness.
Oh, yeah, I've got it.
Okay, so, Hazel recognizes Leo from her pre-death life, right? Which is weird, because Hazel's pre-death life was seventy years ago, and Leo's sorta from this century, so how exactly does that work? So, basically, Hazel pulls Leo into a flashback to see if they can figure it out together. First, Hazel shows Leo her memories of Sammy, who, yes, looked exactly like Leo and acted like Leo (only smoother), and Leo's basically like, "Yeah, I see the resemblance, but I still have no idea who that is."
Then, they get pulled into a different scene. In Houston. Where, of course, Hazel never lived. What's going on?
But wait! Leo's family is from Houston. This is a scene from Leo's life.
And at this house in Houston, there's an old man, sitting on the front porch and looking wistfully into the distance. He says, "Hazel...."
And then a young woman comes out with a baby in her arms. "Look, Leo, it's your bisabuelo!"
And then Leo starts crying and Hazel starts crying and I start crying.
Turns out, Sammy is Leo's great-grandfather. This happened when Leo was still a baby. Leo is watching the scene fifteen-sixteen years later, after having killed his mother accidentally with his pyrokinesis and then he starts crying and I scream at the book LEO IT'S OKAY DON'T CRY right before I start crying.
From Hazel's point of view, she is looking at an old man who was her boyfriend in her old life, this old man who blames himself for never seeing Hazel again after she moved, when in fact it was Gaea's fault because Gaea sorta killed her. Sammy looks at Baby-Leo and tells him that he'll be seeing her again and to tell her hello and that he's sorry because it's his fault he never saw her again. Hazel knows it's not. Hazel starts crying. I start crying.
Then they get pulled out of the flashback and Leo looks at Hazel and says, for his great-grandfather: "Hello, Hazel Levesque."
And then I cry.
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