Julia, the Heroine

Recently, Caitlyn’s boyfriend Patrick decided to make the three hour journey from Walpole to Stonehill via train. Since no commuter rail (or otherwise) comes directly to Stonehill, it became necessary for Caitlyn, Julia, and Caitlin to pick him up from the Campello station in Brockton. During this somewhat arduous journey, the three happened to pass by a home completely engulfed in flames next to Burger King. After stopping for a moment to admire and giggle at a seagull perched on top of an occupied minivan, the three decided to help nearby firefighters to extinguish the flames.

While Caitlyn and Caitlin worked with a fire hydrant and hose, Julia happened to hear the faint scream of a child from inside the building. Not thinking twice, she darted into the collapsing wooden home with her head down and her determination high. Through the thick smoke and heavy flames covering the windows, the two Caitlyins watched as Julia kicked down a metal door, lifted a bed that was thrown in front of a closet by an explosion, and then ripped the closet door off of the hinges before casually pulling a small child from his hiding place inside. Stuffing the child under her thick winter jacket, she shielded his sensitive eyes and nose from the billowing smoke and flames. She then was forced to dive from a second story window upon realizing that the staircase had collapsed, but she then proceeded to land safely on a snow bank below. She placed the child into the mother’s arms before returning to the Caitlyins as though nothing had happened. However, she did catch someone’s eye with her heroic feat.

A man, a firefighter of course, approached Julia with something of a shy compliment. “That was very brave of you,” he whispered through his straight white teeth and then smiled broadly as Julia thanked him for the compliment, but assured him that it was nothing. The two talked briefly before making plans to go to dinner that night at Bertucci’s. “I can even use my Hillcard!” Julia exclaimed, “and you know I would sell my first born child for the recipe for those rolls!” The firefighter did not actually know that at the time, but not long into their first official date, the two felt as though they had known each other a lifetime. Looking into his eyes over their shared plate of chicken parm, Julia felt as though she saw something familiar and knew that this must be love.
After a few weeks of wonderful romance, Roger (as we learned his name to be) took Julia on a Caribbean vacation. Amidst the white sand and the clear blue water, snorkeling and sipping cocktails when they were not making passionate love in every possible way, Roger and Julia professed their love for each other.

Upon returning to Massachusetts, Roger felt that it was time for Julia to meet his family. Roger’s mother took to Julia immediately, claiming that she reminded her of her own daughter. The family laughed together over dinner and then sipped tea in the living room afterwards, glancing through old photo albums featuring baby Roger in his underwear. Julia blushed. From one of the old volumes fell a family tree. Julia picked it up first, before the others noticed and upon looking it over stuffed it in her pocket and asked Roger’s mother for another cup of tea.

Julia grew very pale as the night went on. Roger asked if she was sick, which she denied, and when he attempted to follow her inside that night, she politely declined. Julia slowly cut off all contact with Roger, despite his pleas for her to take him back. The last time she saw him he threw the engagement ring that he had bought for her at her head. She ducked and never thought of him again.

Just another day at Stonehill!