-NEVER GOING TO COME BACK HOME-

5 TAYLA

Today I woke up very excited. Well, I had just met a person who, in just one day, has raised my hope. I put on my favorite music while I put on a bikini top and jeans bottoms. I put on some old sneakers and went down to breakfast. My mother wasn't home, but I didn't care. In a hurry, I went out to the beach. He was there. Asyl was sitting on the sand, looking directly at the sunrise. I took advantage of the fact that he didn't see me to scare him from behind.

-Tayla! What are you doing! You almost killed me! - I couldn't control myself and started to laugh uncontrollably.

-Sorry, I had to do it.- I said between laughs.- What do you want to tell me so much?

-Tayla, I need you to tell me about your mother.

-What? My mother? What's wrong with her? She wasn't at home, has something happened to her?

-No, no. Nothing has happened, calm down.

-What a scare, asshole. So?

-Well, I need to know your mother's name?

-No seriously, what is this little number about? I don't want to talk about my mother right now.

-Tayla listen to me. Tell me what she is called, please I beg you.

-It's okay. Mack, her name is McKenzie.

-It just can't be.

-What?

-Has she ever told you about her boyfriend?

-Ever? She is chattering all day as if she was a bird. She doesn't shut up. I know more about his life than my mother's. What's up with this guy?

-Tayla, I think it's my father...

-Brady?!

-Yes. And something very strange happened that I need...- I interrupted him.

-Yes, I know. They snuck into a movie and blah blah blah.

-What? How do you know?

-I told you. By the way, make a hole for me, I want to sit down.- He leaned to one side and I sat down.- Well, what happens then?

-Tayla. Don't you realize that's why we have the same board?

-That's true, but I don't understand. What does all this have to do with me, with us?

-I need to take you to my father, your mother knows things that my father does not know. She seems to remember everything that happened.

-But Asyl, my duty is to go with my father, I can't just go.

-Come on Tayla! You don't want to go with him anyway, who are you kidding?

-Okay yes, you're right. But what do you want me to go with you just like that?

-I promise you that nothing will happen. You can stay at my father's house as long as we need. He was the one who gave me the idea. Please Tay, I need it, my father needs it. Do me a favor and I swear I'll pay you back.

-Okay, but, you're leaving tomorrow. I'm leaving in a couple of hours.

-You said your mother wasn't here, take your bags and come to my apartment, we'll leave here after eating.

-I don't know...

-Please...

-Okay, okay, I'll come now.- I jumped up and ran without hardly hearing a "thank you" that Asyl was shouting in the distance.

I arrived, gathered my things and began to write my mother a note, just as she had done.

"Mom, I'm sorry I can't do this. I love you so much, I'll see you soon."

I ran back to the beach to meet Asyl again.

-I've just arrived.

-I already see you. Come on, let's go to my apartment.

-Do you live alone? Wow, I didn't expect you to live like this...

-Yes, my father lives in the city.

I nodded my head, not saying a word. We kept our mouths shut the whole way. He didn't live far but there was a little road there. We arrived and I went up. He lived in an attic, in a tenth. You could see everything from up there. In fact, they were one of those buildings that are right on the edge of the coast, with nothing in front of them, just four or five palm trees.

-My God... What a view...- I was stunned.

-What? Are you afraid of heights, little surfer?

-Do not! I am a very brave girl. Surely more than you, move away.- I pushed him to be able to enter the room again.

-Okay, sorry. It was not my intention and you know it.

-I forgive you, but you know perfectly well that my mother always taught me that I am stronger than any man.

-I already see you...

I lay down on the couch and Asyl sat right next to me.

-Do you want to see something on TV?

-Na, I'm not much of this. I prefer to sing.

-What? You know how to sing?

-Yes... My mother always used to sing me those songs that she sang with... Brady, your father.

- Please, sing me some.

-No, I'm not going to do that.

-Come on Tay... I'd love to hear you, I'm sure you have a beautiful voice.- I was quiet for a few minutes and suddenly I started to sing a song that my mother used to sing to me right when I was born.