I was buzzing with so much energy and exitement that my mother threatened to leave me behind. It had finally sunk in, but that didn't help in any way. It only left me on more pins.
I was finally leaving. Right smack in the middle of term. For pretty much the rest of it too. My hair was in a messy bun. My nails were painted black. I was wearing short shorts. I was breaking all the rules on all levels.
"Would you stop fidgeting?" Lea asked rhetorically. It was obvious she wasn't very comfortable in her place. But I couldn't do anything about the fact that the two of us and my parents were all stuffed in the back of a taxi cab.
I was finally leaving my home town. I couldn't even imagine what wonderful things I was yet to witness and experience.
After about an hour of being a sardine in a tin, we reached the train station. Bags were chucked and so were we. And we're off.
Through out the five hour train ride, Lea and I played games variating from charades to eye spy. Ofcourse it wouldn't have taken so long if only my father had bought tickets for a faster train. He had felt the desire to make us experience every inch of everything the right way. That being the old fashioned way. The train was so old you could feel your body and carriage moving in sync with the wheels of the train. Up, over,down. Up,over,down.
The guilt was starting to slowly sink in. I knew I shouldn't be happy about going back to Cali, but it was like the waves were calling to me. Like I was going home. And I was.
Cali held most of my memories I had with my grandfather. He passed a month ago and we came down for the funeral. I had cried till my tear ducts ran dry. He was the biggest person in my childhood.
And now our family had been called back by the state, something was up about Pappy's loft. It was a beautiful place but my family didn't have the money to buy it. The state had claimed it because we had no will to it. Pappy had left no last wishes or rights of inhertence. None that we could find anyway. Maybe he had fulfilled every last wish.
