Dellie Greenfinch

Someone told me once that it would all be alright in the end. I didn't know it then, but it turns out that she was an oracle. She really did know. She knew everything.
Dellie left us, a few weeks ago. I'm sad, but not really. She knew it was coming, the same way she knew that everything would turn out okay. She predicted her own death, and she made sure that no one would know her, and that no one would miss her. She kept to herself, but there was one person she couldn't stop from careing.
Her father is an interesting man. He's crazy, but then we all are nowadays. He's had a hard life, but he's never been sad for Dellie. Somehow he knows he'll see her again, once he's finally died. I've never really believed in that kind of thing. I've been to busy trying to survive.
Maybe I should start thinking that way, but I don't know if I can. When people die, they're just gone.
So... Maybe I'll think about it. And maybe one day I'll think about her other prediction.

"You'll have two more beautiful children, one more girl and one boy. And everything will turn out fine. Birds and shadows are wonderful gifts."