Homecoming

Chapter 35

There was immense peace at work. It was cold outside, the wind was blowing and it looked like rain. The sky was overcast and the streets were slightly dark. Depressing weather that robbed people of the desire to go somewhere. Everyone sat at home warmly enjoying tea.

I had a shift with Natalie today, so I didn't complain. We became good friends and we shortened the time, which was incredibly dragged down today due to the absence of customers. Natalie always knew how to hold me and make me laugh. By jumping all over her life in her own life, she knew what to say to lift my spirits. I admired her and envied her for the positive approach to life and the ease with which she approached him.

We stood behind the bar and watched on the screen trailers for the movies that were yet to come to the cinema, deciding which one to watch. Last weekend we went to a comedy together and we had a good time and relaxed with it.

"We have just received word that the eldest son of the famous football player Maximilian Kendall has been hit by a car," the presenter's voice suddenly came from the flat screen.

This is nonsense. It can not be true! The cup fell out of my hand and broke on the floor. Several faces turned in my direction, but I didn't care. I continued to stand nailed and nemo stared at the screen. I took a shallow breath and tried not to faint.

„.... Jared, who completed his ninth birthday in July alone, ended up under the wheels of a black Mercedes for unknown reasons. The driver was not under the influence of alcohol and said that he was thrown under his wheels out of nowhere and could no longer do anything, "the news presenter continued.

Jered, my Jered! Tears welled up in my eyes.

It shot me convulsively.

"... After being called up by the rescue service, he was transferred in serious condition to the central hospital, where he is currently undergoing further examinations. Shortly after the arrival, they also spotted the arrested Maximilian Kendall in front of the hospital, who appeared there together with his second son Garrett, "the presenter announced, but I only perceived a picture of the destroyed Max, who they managed to shoot as he got out of the car with his bodyguard.

The animals! Will they not leave him alone even in such a difficult moment? I got upset in my mind.

"Kirsten, are you okay?" Natalie called to me, but I only saw her as a shake from a great distance. I nodded because I couldn't get a word out of myself.

She led me away from the broken glass and handed me a handkerchief. I had no idea at all that tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"We will bring you more details about the condition of Max Kendall's son later in the evening news, when we receive more information," the elderly presenter smiled into the camera, adding that she and the entire news team wished Jared a speedy recovery.

"Jared," I said his name shakily and cried. Natalie hugged me warmly again, soothing her chest quietly.

"He'll get away with it," she reassured me. "He is still young, healthy and strong."

Her assumptions awakened subconscious hope in me and filled me with life-giving energy. She was right. Jared was a warrior and he can't leave us now.

"Me, me," I stammered in tears. "I have to go after him," I snapped from her embrace and ran to the locker room for the car keys.

"Would you rather call a taxi?" Natalie caught up with me and finished talking to me.

"No," I shook my head sharply. "I can do it. I'm fine, "I assured her.

"Probably not worth convincing you, is it?" she sighed deeply.

"No," I forced myself to smile.

"Very well," she gave up. "But be careful and drive slowly," she told me.