Le Petit Chapeau

Amélia's letter

„Gladly the dinner is ready now, i hope father and Emilian come home soon, it's getting late," i watched outside the window and the heavy rain crackled against the glass, my sixth Sense told me that something happened, i sit on the table waiting for them. The time run slowly and i got more and more nervous, should i call the Café? Maybe they are on the way, i stood up to walk to the phone, loud voices outside got my attention and i walked straight to the door to open, in that moment the door burst open and father comes in like a hurricane. His jacket was crumpled over his shoulder's, his hat across over his head and he had no gloves like usual, „father in god's name what happened? Where is Emilian?, and why are you screaming out there? My father walked to the wardrobe to put his wet jacket on it. he forgot his head, i was about to tell him, he interrupted me „your brother is an Idiot" was only he said before he sit on the table, i sat down on the chair watching my father closely.., so i was right something happened. „Amélia can i get a glass of wine please i have to calm down!" i stood up saying nothing to grab a glass and the bottle from the fridge, when father want alcohol he is more then nervous, „here father" i put the glass on the table he grabbed the bottle i had in my hands and he drank from it. „Father please i gave you a glass" he wiped with his hand over his mouth, and poured himself a glass. „why your brother have to be that stubborn, he told me from „his DREAM" he spit that word out with disgust, „he don't want take over the Café he don't LISTEN to me, and i am the one to have to understand him, NEVER, he is still a child and he lives under my house and he have to be obedient, i am the one who pay for his failures, and he still backstabbing me with his stupid hat's, „ Like grandfather" father imitated Emilian's voice, he take a sip from the glass, „ i would slap him green and blue when he come home." Now i was the one who got angry „Father i know you and Emilian have your differences but can you please just one time only to get through good days? It's hard to be on two side's you know i support both of you, but your fight's are childish and annoying, can you please listen to him one time, he told you a dream of his. you should be proud that he talk to you, what is barely for him, and where is he?" My father didn't show up from his glass, he run his finger over it, „he is not coming home i command him to go to a hotel or a friend because i can't stand his stupid idea's he say thing's that hurt me. I freeze on my acting's did he really say hurt? „father in what way did he hurt you?" tears running down his face and he wiped it away fast, „he say he want leave France to live in England like Grandfather." my heart stopped beating for a moment, father never show his feelings, but Emilian word's making him that sad it's new for me as well, i grabbed father's hand but he was watching me with a serious gaze. „Did you know that? Did you know he want leave did you know he want to be a damn hatter? Tell me the truth!" i got scared i promised my brother i would not tell father that Emilian took money on the side for his trip. I got more nervous and he seems to notice, „Amélia tell me the truth! NOW!" i grabbed my dress, „he saved money" my father looked in shock then anger, he stood up and walked straight to Emilian's room. „WAIT what do you want to do? I grabbed father on his arm but he pulled it away, „i take his money and pay my debts for the Café so he see what responsibility mean!" „ NO you can't do that, father please!!" i try to be the first in my brother's room but it was to late. Father search every single corner from his room, but he didn't find it, „ do you know where it is?" i shake my head „no father he only say he saved but i don't know where he put it" it was the truth thank god, my heart beat fast and i got dizzy from all this chaos, „father can we please start to eat i wait all day for you to come home." Father comes out from the room, he closed the door, „don't dare to clean it you understand!" i looked down „yes father" he walked trough the kitchen and sit on the chair now putting off his head, his face was tired but his eyes still on fire, he was still angry and hurt, i put the meal out the oven i make lamb with potatoes and green bean's and bacon, i put it on the table and father didn't wait for the plate's he crack it and eat it. „can you wait?" he just shrugged his shoulders, and i sighed i took a plate from the shelve and put some food on it. When i eat i thought of my brother where was he? Is he alright it's still raining outside, i hope he is fine. When father goes in the bathroom i washed my plate and went into my room, sitting on my desk i write a letter to mother, mother loved my letters when i was little and i write down my day, „dear Mother, father and Emilian had a fight again, please help me to get trough this nightmare, i hate to be in the middle of their fight's, both are childish and i can't take it anymore, i hope that Emilian make his dream come true so father see he can take his own life in his hands, father search for his money, mother i miss you i wish you were here you could calm down father, Emilian is stubborn like you and he looks like you too, he get more and more handsome, i know for father is hard to talk to him, Emilian is growing stronger, he told father about his dream to be a hatter in England, Grandfather would be proud to hear it, you support him on that too, so i would do the same, i love my brother and i wish some day i could visit him in London i hear the dresses there are beautiful, maybe i should buy one when i am there, maybe he find a women too, who knows, i should buy a tea set too, made of porcelain and green ornaments i have your favorite color mother, i buy one with sweet flowers, well it's getting late mother, i wish you a good night and i write soon, i love you sincerely Lia." with a smile i put the letter to the others and closed the little box, i dressed in my nightgown and lay down on my bed, thinking of my brother my heart is heavy but i know he would find something to get trough the night, blowing out my candle i hear father in Emilian's room again, hoping he don't find his money i fell asleep, dreaming me wearing a beautiful dress from London.