“Do you have any dinner appointments or business deals to attend to in the evening?” I asked after a good thought.
“I can always cancel any appointment for you. You know that, right?” Marco stated assuringly. “Besides, I don’t have much paperwork that needs my immediate attention. If you want, we can go there right now,” he eagerly suggested.
I laughed at his enthusiastic mien. It felt like he was going home, to his home, not mine, which is the opposite of reality right now. I felt like Marco had to hold the reins of his horses, but instead of saying so, I teased him.
“Why do you seem so set on going there?” I could not help my cackles slipping off my lips as I asked him. I was dying of curiosity.
I did not know why I felt a sharp pain like someone pinched my heart invisibly. My hands moved to tap his shoulder and comfort him by rubbing and combing his hair softly with my hands. I could not dare fathom the fear that seemed to eat Marco alive. I am pretty sure there was more to it that he was not telling me. But I do not have the right to choke him and demand he let the words spit off his mouth. I am sure Marco will tell me if I need to know or if I have the right to know, not to mention if I deserve to know such matters. Either way, I am sure Marco will not let me down. He will not put me in any danger if there is even an impossible way to avoid such a crisis from showing up to our faces.“I might sound crazy, but these people seemed to point their target marks on you instead of me,” Marco spoke with heart wrecking sadness.“Okay,
His photographs. His captured smiles in the camera lenses that we have made sure to secure in the hard copies kept well in many files of our family photo albums.“Gab, please hold the door.”I heard Marco’s voice speaking to Gab in a gentle tone. I could tell it was not for his best friend that Marco used the tone. It was his expressed sympathy for me as I might have appeared mourning in his eyes. A feeling of grief would only fill me immensely when we are in this place.My home. A home sweet home where my dad Ted and I used to live in perfect harmony as a father-and-daughter family.I realized why Marco had to ask Gab to hold the door only when he gently put me down on the three-seater couch in the living room, facing a fancy white Urn with
Marco’s POVIt broke my heart to hear Skye’s cries of woe as soon as she saw the vase containing Ted’s ashes which I placed right in the middle of the living room, on top of the center table. Her soft sobs started when we arrived at the yard of their home, and I assumed Skye was feeling too weak to walk out of the vehicle on her own, so I offered a hand without informing her about it verbally.I asked Gab to hold the door as I carried Skye in my arms to help her get into the house without her walking on her own since she seemed reluctant or maybe uneasy to recall what he saw happened to her dad the last time we’d been here. I was also cautious at first. I did not know if Skye had changed her mind and no longer wanted to enter the house out of fear or grief. But when she did not resist as I started to move with her in my ar
It took me a while to arrive at the room where I knew Gab and Skye were. I felt so weak. I felt so crestfallen. My emotions were all over the place. My knees could barely support my whole weight, so I had to grab hold on to the balusters to climb a flight of stairs. It was not just my body feeling so sapped with all the heaviness of my heart; I could feel my whole being wearing me down so overwhelmingly.Sad and disappointed.I was sad because although I sent those who had their hands on Ted that night, I am still disappointed that those who are behind all these tragic events are breathing and living freely in the same world Skye and I are in.But I did not stop walking up the steps. I need to reach Skye’s side to stay right next to her. Like I have promised Ted, I would. I put myself togethe
But if it’s Skye trapping me, I don’t think I will ever complain! This thought made me shake my head and smile foolishly at myself. I do not expect the feeling to be requited, but if I may dare to wish, I would never hesitate, with or without the thinnest chance to be granted. The simple hope that somehow that day would come excites me to no end. The trust that Skye is giving me, as she said she only spoke to me because she only trusts me, is like soft feathers that tickle my heart. And the mere fact that she is here right next to me, despite everything that is going on, I am sad, I am deeply sorry, but I am also thankful. I can never be bold to tell Skye about how I honestly feel, I know she is sad and grieving, and I am grieving with her, but I am still grateful she came into my life. I hope there is something or more that I could do for her in return. I joined Skye on the bed, lying on my side, facing and not taking my eyes off of her. “I have not been able to express my gra
We had a wonderful breakfast. The food wasn’t anything fancy, but the mood was awesome. Skye was not resentful of Gab’s presence in any way. And I am very happy about it, although I had so many questions in my mind about that, and maybe more!Gab, on the other hand, was obviously over the moon that Skye was not only receptive of his presence because she was joyfully enjoying the food Gab had made for the three of us. To top it all off, Skye was talking to him in a very casual manner as well! I could tell Gab was crazily overwhelmed by everything that was going on, especially after what happened when we got here, and Skye had a fit of sorrowful cries.“Are we going to your office today?” Skye asked me as we tidied the table while Gab was in the kitchen sink rinsing the utensils before loading them into the dishwasher.
Skye’s POVAfter hearing Gab’s words, I felt like my soul had departed my body. The pain became unbearable, and maybe a part of me wanted to deny hearing and admitting the facts of Gab’s words if they happened to bear any. My sanity and my brain seemed to close any window of possibility to perceive Gab’s words and escape to wherever I could go to avoid reality.I closed my eyes as I seemed to drift into an unknown world, like a paradise of serene silence, comforting peace, and soothing calmness.“Where am I?” I asked myself silently. I looked around. The whole place was bright but not blinding bright. It was like the early morning sun of the day, warm and promising. I rubbed my eyes. “Did I fall asleep?” I thought aloud. It did not feel like it has been a while since the moment I was drowning in tears of sorrow and sadness to see the Urn that contained dad’s ashes. I could tell my eyes were still wet with tears. My throat was still feeling like a huge lump was in it, and I could ha
My heart shook in great joy. A longing I did not seem to notice I had in me suddenly filled my heart, and my tears streamed down my cheeks again, but this time not in sorrow about dad Ted’s death. It was something I could not even begin to describe or explain.I don’t know what or how it happened, but the next moment, I was bawling like a lost child who finally found her mother.“I missed you so much….” Mom Yofiel returned my hug as tight as I was holding her in my arms.I felt like I was drowning in an endless sea before I found her, who appeared to me like a buoy to help me float on the water and reach the shore to survive.I could not find my voice to speak and say whatever thoughts I had, but mom Yofiel seemed to know