Chapter 4: Days Gone Bye

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October 2010

Lilith scuffed the toe of her shoes into some stray charcoal. There was a round firepit (unlit in the mid afternoon, of course) just over a yard from the bench she and David were sat on. It looked as if someone had attempted to burn a bicycle in it and the bent, contorted metal frame gave her mind something to focus on, aside from the news she'd have to tell David that felt as if it was gnawing at her brain.

"—very peaceful for a place unfortunately named 'Shank Park' but this all does remind me of why Autumn is my favorite season—"

"I have to tell you- I'm sorry..." Lilith said suddenly, cutting David off. "It's why I said we should come here because then it would at least look nice and- I did try to tell Mum I wouldn't go but then Dad heard and- I think we can come back, Mum at least said so but... I'm very sorry. It's awful."

David stopped at her interjection, almost pausing for breath as he tried to make sense of what Lilith said.

"Are you...leaving?" he squeaked sadly.

Lilith sighed. "We have to move to England..." With the little optimism she could muster, she added, "Mum says it might only be for a few months, though. But maybe a few years but... we'll be able to come back some time, she promised."

David didn't even feel his own body shift away as he put his shoes on the bench and brought his knees to his chest, curling in a ball upright on the bench, staring at the burned bicycle.

All David registered was the sound of his shaky breathing and his watering eyes.

"I will come back, though." Lilith pressed, shifting on the bench to face him better. "And we can still talk over the phone and..."

"What if we can't?" David whimpered softly. "In order for me to talk remotely to any other friend, I have to write out in full what I want to say, and then it has to be approved by both parents before I finally email it using the family email address...what if we...it..."

David brought his face to his knees and shut his eyes, causing tears to stream. "I'm scared, Lilith."

Lilith bit her lip and found herself trying to rub the charcoal off her shoe, but paying very little attention to doing so. She had had days to plan this talk, but suddenly realised it might not end as well as she'd hoped.

But she couldn't just leave it like that. What if they couldn't talk over the phone? She'd never written an email in her life! She couldn't - what if they couldn't-

"Then that's what we'll do, if we have to." She spoke, decidedly. "It might even be fun... we could try to work out codes to get in the emails and- and things like that?"

Her lip almost bled with how hard she bit it this time. "I'm scared, too... because I don't want us not to be friends anymore... but like I said, we can try to make it fun and I'll be back eventually."

David nodded quickly, head still between his knees as he stifled a single sob.

"I'll come back," Lilith repeated. "And when I do, we can continue watching our cartoons together- I'm pretty sure England doesn't get SpongeBob, so that'll be something to look forward to," she said softly, as David's silent sobs calmed.

"We're going to be okay."

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