ERIN
That Monday, someone knocked at the door. I standed my head up, anxious.
It had happened once that the cops knocked at the door.
- Chill out, man, Malcolm reassured me. Kelly called me to say she was coming. That's probably her.
- Kelly ? You two got back together ?
- No. But she's coming so we can talk about it.
While Malcolm was heading to the door, I went in the kitchen, pouring a bowl with milk.
But, strangely, Malcolm didn't let Kelly enter. After a while, I heard him saying :
- Okay. I call him.
Then, he joined me in the kitchen and whispered :
- Your father is here, mate. He wants to talk to you.
I felt my whole body getting weak.
- Wh...you're kidding, Malcolm.
- I swear, brother. I'm not kidding.
- You're telling me that he is here ? For real ?
Malcolm was looking at me with pity. Like I was an injured animal.
- Yes, he whispered. He wants to talk to you.
Fine.
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Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?
