Alhena
| Sujet: Fragment #112 - The brothers' first encounter 21.02.09 20:17 | |
| Friday, February 20th 2009 in Glasgow "So, now that I'm here, are you going to tell me why I had to come so urgently?" "Yes." He didn't expect my calm response. He gets in the car, and I get out of the car park and on the road to the flat. Slowly, calmly, I tell him the story. The story of our family. He knows the beginning, he is the one who gave it to me. Before I got kidnapped. And then, the part the kidnappers knew. And then, the part of how I met Louis, and the connection I felt between him and me. And then, what Louis told me of him, and of his mother. My dad's mother. My real gran. Michelle. My dad stays silent a long while in the car. Finally, he sighs, and says: "Dear, oh dear." "Dad?" "I... I don't know Charlie. How can you be so sure? Maybe that guy is telling you some tale... I mean..." I think he's trying to look for a reason not to believe what I said. What Louis said. Oh come on Dad. You know it IS the truth. I know you can feel it inside you. Come on, don't be afraid. Face it. I take his hand. He looks at me. I smile. I feel happy, safe. I have Steve, my child, my family, the old and the new one. We reach the flat and I park in the street. We get in, and Steve and Paul, who were waiting with Louis, come and welcome Dad in. Then, I set my hand on Dad's shoulder, and I move with him closer to Louis. "Papa, je te présente Louis. Ton demi-frère. Louis, voici Jules, ton demi-frère, mon père." I step back and we leave them, Steve and Paul coming to the kitchen with me. We close the door, and Paul looks at me, a bit worried. "You think they're going to be ok?" "Paul, they're not children, they're adults. Of course they're going to be ok." I smile to my little brother, and give him a big hug. "I love you loads, you know that?" I whisper to his ear. He laughs quietly, and hugs me back. "Of course, sis. Me too." I let go of him, a huge smile on my face, and turn to Steve. He wraps his arms around me. "I love you more than Paul, I'm sure!" I smile. "Maybe just not the same way."
Yes, I am happy. | |
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