- Gabriel!.. Hi... - I didn't even know why I dialed his phone number.
- Hello.
- How are you?
- What happened? - he avoided my question.
- I... I wanna tell you something. I don't know why I'm doing this... I don't but... I just..
- I'm all ears.
- I found out yesterday, that...
- You're adopted.
- What else would I have to talk to you about... - I mumbled ironically, - Did my godmother tell you?
- Yup
- You know that I know about you, right?
- Yes, Mary.
- Were you mad when you found out?
- A little. What about you?
- No.
- Absolutely.
- Good... - I could tell, he was a little surprised.
1 minute and 13 seconds...
14...
15...
- Why should've I been sad?
- I don't know, I didn't say anything.
- Nothing is worth being sad.
- No one either? - his voice seemed deep.
- Probably not.
Awkward silence.
1 minute and 46 seconds...
47...
48...
49...
50...
- Mary...
- Yes.
- If I die, will you be sad?
-I do not know...
He sighed deeply.
- I wish you knew, who I am... - he whispered.
I didn't understand, what he meant, but I didn't ask him anything. If necessary, he would've told me, otherwise, I wouldn't get a proper answer anyway.
- Mary, do you have a friend? - he asked me after a few seconds of silence.
- I do not know. Shall I come again at three o'clock tomorrow?
- Yes.
- Thanks...
- No problem - he continued in the same, deep tone.
A thick dark twilight fell. Tbilisi was covered in a blanket of thick clouds.
- It's nightfall.
- Is it?
- Mhm.
- Mary, what does the night look like? I don't remember anymore...
- It's dark and a little beautiful.
he laughed.
- Well, then, good night, Mary!
- See you tomorrow!
he hung up. I looked up at the dark sky. I felt something, something that was telling me, that we would make it together.
YOU ARE READING
Hold My Hand
General FictionThe novel, titled "Hold My Hand" tells the story of a 14-year-old girl from Tbilisi, (Georgia) Mary, whose life changes radically when a new student, Gabriel, is added to her class, who has completely lost his sight due to a severe disease. Despite...
