restless_heart_syndrome_

Chapter 116

Mike: It was 3 days... 3 days in which we didn't know where he was and if he was okay.After this time we received a letter.We couldn't see where he was writing from... *Hello, I'm fine, I just need some time alone to think about everything and make a decision... please don't look after me.I'll get in touch soon - Billie.* Those were the only words he wrote. What scared me the most is the fact that he didn't ask about her. He didn't ask how she was doing... didn't even write that we should take care of her. That clearly showed us that he wasn't well. We were sure... he is suffering. But he decided to go through this alone. We had to respect that with a heavy heart. We didn't know when or if he would come back... *What should I tell Adie?* We all looked after her lovingly. But she did notice that sth. was wrong with him... and was worried. Several days passed... several times a day she asked pleadingly for him, but he did not come back...

Billie: The sun was shining right on my face when I woke up. It felt like summer even though it was January 2007. I got under the shower to wash away the sweat and all my painful thoughts... It's been two weeks since I left. And I couldn't describe what I was feeling... I went out and took a morning walk on the beach in Cape Town. The sun was shining in many beautiful colors. The beach was empty because it was very early in the morning. There were some big stones, and I balanced on top of them like a child and sat right on the edge. My legs were in the sea and I was enjoying the beautiful cold water... A while later I saw an older black lady walking by the sea. She wore a long white dress and had long gray hair. I would estimate her to be around 80 years old. She saw me sitting at the back of the stones and said "Be careful, darling, please don't fall down. The waves are very stormy today." "I'll take care of myself, promised. Thank you for you concern, ma'am!!" I said with a smile and waved. "What are you doing here alone?" She asked and waved back. I climbed over to her and gave her my hand. She took it carefully, and I helped her onto a stone. "I'm Billie, nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you to my boy. My name is Charlie..."