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When she was a kid, Easter was a holiday that Vidalia loved to celebrate – Sunday services with her family, brunch at a restaurant that all four of them could easily agree on, baskets left behind by the Easter Bunny. It was one of the few days during the year that Vida’s parents turned off their powerful exteriors and turned on their parental ones, allowing Vidalia and her brother to experience rare moments of love and nurturing. Even as she got older and the dislike for her parents grew deeper, she still always found herself looking forward to Easter and the time spent wrapped in happiness. As a teenager, Easter turned into something that meant nothing to her. Her parents were dead, her brother and her had parted ways, she was constantly moving from city to city with the circus, and the commune of people she spent her life with didn’t care to celebrate. It became nothing more than just another Sunday to her, a rare fond memory of her childhood, and a chance to get cheap candy at the local convenience store the following day. Once she had her son, Easter became something that Vidalia enjoyed again. While she rarely attended Sunday mass due to being on the road, she always set the day aside to spend with Kian full of brunch and a visit from the Easter Bunny. It warmed her heart to watch her own child light up the way she had when she was a kid. It was a day filled with happiness, and a break from whatever was going on in the world around them. This year, Easter turned into a terrible day for Vidalia, a reminder of everything she had done wrong in her life as she remained unable to spend it with her son. Instead of Easter goodies and brunch, she found herself downing bottles of wine while eating take out Mexican food on the floor of her living room. The day no longer had meaning, and she was convinced it probably never would again.

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Easter

At the young age of five and below, Juniper got to celebrate Easter Sunday. She never really knew what it meant other than going to the colored church Sunday morning and listening to the preacher go on and on while all the colored folk around her cheered and clapped. It was always close to the same Sunday morning as anything other that Mrs. Karen used to take her to. The only difference was what everyone wore, especially the women. They tended to be more colorful, more out there than usual, as if they were bringing their all and trying to be so bright that the lord could see them from so far away. After that, they’d head to Mrs. Karen’s for lunch where a huge group from the church would gather and have their kids sporting along with them. Juniper was the only pale person within the group, but it never stopped her from having fun. 

That was probably the most fun she would have as a kid. As, after celebrating at Mrs. Karen’s was finished, she had to join her own family for Easter dinner because Mrs. Karen had to help cook. The only time she was the slightest bit welcomed in the Soleil household was whenever her grandfather and grandmother was there. They always made sure, every holiday dinner, to include Juniper and give her as much love and affection as they could. But it never stopped Kimberlie from throwing fits because Juniper was at the dinner table and not eating with the help like she was usually required to.

After she was forced into the asylum, she didn’t have much of a connection to Easter at all anymore, or even religion if she were honest. As she grew older and realized what all had been done to her, it eliminated the thought of a God even existing to create such havoc on her life at such a young age. If anything, she hated him for it. The asylum was also never allowed to celebrate the holidays. The nurses would try but if a patient didn’t throw a fit, the Doctor Leadman did. So after a while, they stopped trying all together. 

The blondes viewpoint never changed on holidays as she grew into her adult years. Holidays meant having a family, love, friends, a normal life. Something that she never had. Something she could never celebrate. Other than tagging along to a few “Easter” house or college parties, she never really celebrated it. She found no use or joy in it and it was otherwise insignificant to her. Her religion changed however, but only slightly. Juniper believed that there was a higher power, but didn’t and still doesn’t set on a specific name, rule, etc. So, given that, religious holidays were still not her thing. 

As of now, Juniper still doesn’t partake in Easter unless it has to deal with parties for adults. But she’s warming up to the idea of celebrating them as she gets closer to friends, having love, and even a family when it comes down to Hell Hounds and certain friends and their kids. She often wonders that if she had a family of her own, what form of the holiday she could celebrate with them without stressing the religious part of it.

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