The Best of Both Worlds

Chapter One: Let Freedom Ring One Last Time

"Hey sweetheart, time to wake up," Peter said as he knocked while opening the door.

"Dad, please 5 more minutes," Jaclyn responded in a wining voice as Peter entered.

"C'mon darling it's the last day of your Christmas vacation. I want to spend as much time with you as I can. You'll be starting up at Saint John's Academy of Science and Technology again. I think I'll miss you too much!" Jaclyn sat up in her bed.

"Ugh. Yes, dad, I'll miss you too. And like you said it's my last day of Christmas vacation. So that means I won't get to sleep till this late from tomorrow. Please daddy just five more minutes," Jaclyn said in a begging voice.

"Okay. Just five more minutes alright. We also have to go to your Grandfather's," Peter said kissing his daughter on the forehead and went out of the room. An hour and a half or so later, the phone started ringing.

"DAD! Pick up the phone!" Jaclyn called. A couple of rings passed, and no one answered the phone. Jaclyn sighed as she picked up the phone to answer. "Is this some cruel and unusual punishment of yours to wake me up?" Jaclyn asked herself while getting out of her bed and walked to Peter's room. Peter couldn't help but chuckle.

"Where are you?" Jaclyn said while walking into his room.

"I am at your Grandfather's. Grandpa needed some help so he called me here. Both you and I know where this can lead to!" Peter said.

"You got that right dad."

"So are you up yet or not?"

"Ummm, yeah I am. I was just about to have breakfast," Jaclyn said biting her lips.

"Okay, that sounds good. Listen I'll be there in an hour and will come to pick you up. So get ready okay?"

"Yes, dad".

"Bye. Love you, sweetie."

"Love you too dad." Saying this, Jaclyn lay on the bed, taking in the whole view of Peter's room. His room was mostly filled with Jaclyn's photos, old and new. Jaclyn got up and scanned all the pictures one by one stopping by the last photo of her parents' wedding day. Jaclyn took the frame off the shelf but in doing so, fell a tiny shiny object on the floor. She put the photo back on the shelf and bent down to pick it up to examine it. She wasn't sure what it was. It looked like a necklace to her. But it wasn't like an ordinary necklace she had seen before. It resembled an hourglass pendant on a necklace. Jaclyn wasn't sure what to make of it. She had not ever seen it before, but she knew it must have belonged to her mother.