You will Know the Truth

Chapter 20

Two cars parked near the corner and two white guys were still standing beside the cars, arms crossed. They wore black sunglasses that hide their faces like the film Man in Black. They looked in our direction and gave a stern look. I hated knowing that people were watching us every step we took.

"Should we run?" I mumbled under my breath, causing it to be nearly inaudible.

But Jake remained silent and made no answer. Instead, he put his hand on mine and didn't let go. I looked down at Jake's hand, covering mine, confused.

Approaching the door of his house, I could feel my heart beat fast and I didn't have to concentrate on it to feel each beat through my chest. Jake just looked at me for a couple more seconds before he finally twist the doorknob to the right and pulled it open.

As we entered the house, Rose turned in our direction and for a moment she looked immensely relieved when she saw both of us. "Ah, you're back." Rose said, her eyes fixated on Jake.

Finally, I focused my attention on the man, whom I recognized very well. That man wore a dark blue coat with a white handkerchief in his breast pocket. He was sitting warmly on the couch, putting down his cup on the glass coffee table, he looked up at us and smile weakly.

Jake darted a glance at the man and suddenly he changed, his face grew wild, anger opened his eyes wider. "You came." Jake said, trying not to sound very angry.

"Yes, my boy. Your old man is here." He spoke proudly.

"Why?" A small crease formed in between Jake's eyebrows, trying to understand the situation.

"I came for you." That man slowly stood up as he got closer and closer to us, not taking his eyes off Jake.

That man stopped in front of Jake, stood still and unafraid. "After all these years, why now?" Jake rambled in disbelief. I stood beside him, watching with sorrowful look and tearful eyes as I heard those heartbreaking words.

Jake and I lost our mother unexpectedly and tragically without having a chance to say goodbye to her and no one else in my family did either. A new birth is usually a time of great celebration, with babies welcomed into the world in all manner of ways. The celebration turned into a mournful event with the death of Mommy and our new little twin brothers, many in tears. Daddy would try to put aside his feelings from thinking about the death of the love of his life, Mommy, by keeping himself busy with work. Sometimes I hardly saw him at all or I never saw him at all for a few days. But as time went by, we used to live this life we now seek, until today when he made a valiant effort to come and meet his biggest misery, his one and only son.

Daddy walked over to the massive window of the living room next to the corner fireplace, gazing up at the sky. As he walked on, immediately he received sight and began following him. "She always said, she was so proud of you, son," he paused. "And you remind me of her. You get her personality, sweetness, and kindness while her beauty had been always on your sister's side," he continued, his voice cracking.

Jake stepped forward, trying to get closer now, but I stopped him with a silencing touch on his shoulder and he looked over his shoulder at me with his tired eyes, covered by feelings that there is despair.

Daddy leaned his hand against the window and tilted his head down on the floor. "I thought I lost her forever, then I realise she's always here," he paused again and turned his focus back in our direction with an expression of sadness on his face. "She lives inside both of you, my child."

I looked wistfully in his face, and I saw that the tears were falling from his eyes. "Dad," I stuttered, running to hug him with tears on my face. I sniffled against his garment and holding me close he stroked my hair.

All of a sudden, I felt a really huge, warm chest and arms wrapped like a blanket against my back and right away I knew it was Jake. I could feel his breath through my hair, hot and too heavy for what was happening.

"I am so sorry not being the father you needed," Daddy mumbled under his breath almost inaudible. We both just nodded and kept silent.

For a couple of minutes, we separated slowly, sniffing away the tears and wiping our faces. I smiled weakly, throwing my hands up in the air and uttered a loud cry of joy, "anyone hungry?"

I wanted to laugh, and so did Daddy. We looked at each other, suffocating our laughter, while Jake whispered something in Rose's ears before kissing her gently on the forehead.

I stood still, silent while staring at everyone and there were smiles plastered on their happy faces. I will remember this moment forever. It has already changed me for the better. I will remember this moment in its complete, specific, detailed, and utter fullness, most of all I will remember how it feels when nothing can ever separate us again. I turned my eyes toward a particular photo on the top of the fireplace. It was a picture of Mommy in her favourite summer dress while sitting by the pool in our house. She smiled her most charming smile and it makes me wondered how anyone could smile through that.

My train of thought was interrupted as Daddy came near where I stood and kissed the top of my hair before murmured, "we all miss her, sweetie."

I smiled weakly at him and nodded as I rested my head on his shoulder before opening my mouth to say, "we all do."

We had dinner for the first time without awkwardness filling the room. We have been told that Jenny got 1/2 wealth for the divisions of their assets. Fittingly, she has announced the date of her engagement which in the next few months. Daddy admits sometimes the person you married isn't the same person she was when you first met. In spite of everything, he believed that no one can ever replace Mommy because she is his first love and they are meant for each other. We spent all night talking and getting to know each other better. I could feel her presence, even if she was not visible to me. Mommy, I know you're up in heaven smiling down at us, because I can feel your love all around me.