The guy

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ERIN

- What the FUCK.
Malcolm was as surprised as me. His mouth was open since several minutes.
- You must be kidding me !
I had just told him about my parents' wedding.
Oh, yes. I forgot to mention it.

You remember the day my dad knocked at the door ? He didn't just want to see me. He also came to announce me that my mother and him have decided to get back together. And organise a wedding.
- Weren't they already engaged ? Malcolm wondered.
- They were. Then they divorced.
- And now...they want to do it...again ?
- That's what it seems.
I turned on the TV. I never watch TV.
- Are you invited ?
I turned my head in my back, slowly, like an owl.
- Sorry, bro, but everyone knows you're not in their heart.
He's right.
Since I left.
- There will be my whole family. Even the ones that I never met. They're coming from Eritrea.
I don't even know if they'll know who I am.
I don't even know if mom really wants to see me.
Will she forgive me for having left her all alone ?
- Are you gonna go ? Malcolm asked behind my back.
- I have to.
I want her to forgive me.
I want to see her and say I'm sorry.
I want her to be proud of me.
- Kelly's here, I'll be back tonight, he declared after we heard a horn.
- Kelly's here ? I repeat, by standing up abruptly. I need to talk to her.
- As you want, brother. She's outside, in the car.
I immediately headed to the hall, Malcolm on my heels.
It's not Jo's car...
- Whose car is it ?
- I think she's with a friend.
We walked down the porch's steps, to find Kelly and her friend. I saluted her before I walk around the car to join Kelly.
- Have you seen your sister recently ? I asked her, leaning on the windowsill. I texted her but she didn't replied.
- That's probably because she doesn't want to.
She clearly wanted me dead at this time.
- I know, but could you check she's okay ? She left with a guy last night...
- I think that's not your business, she retorted without paying attention to the gazes her friend was giving her.
- I'm worried, I admitted, honest.
She whispered loudly and looked elsewhere.
- What was his name ? she finally asked, without looking at me. The name of the guy ?
- I don't know. I've never seen him before.
- Okay. Thanks for telling me.
She said thank you without meaning it.
Malcolm told me goodbye and got in the Volkswagen.
I watched Kelly leaving with the car.

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