One Mystery One Life

Chapter#28

I spied on them from the back of the wall. They have to 'e doing something.

"Where's Jack my dear I can't seem to find him anywhere." Mom told dad grabbing his hand. Where is Jack? Dad made a down happy face. I think it's called sympathy.

"Don't worry my dear. He's probably here somewhere." He told mama and when she did to say anything back, he says "Probably playing hide and seek with Alex." Mommy got even more tension. She made a face that she makes when I hide somewhere and she says "I was so Worried." I guess It's called worried. I don't know about these things big people do. Once aunt Deah' was also saying it to mom "I get worried every time you call me like that." They make those big faces mold into something else like clay does.

"Just whom am I talking to... someone who does not even know how to handle himself" Papa is not potty trained, how come I never knew. "Alex my child! Please come down here." She calls me and I keep and hand on my mouth. Okay! Let's see. I will make noises before I start walking. Perfect! I am a genius now. They don't like me seeing them like that. They say it's called 'peeping' but I thought only whistle of a cooker peeps. You know it goes 'Po po po po pooo pussssh peeep...' Like that.

I started noisily stepping so they won't think I was hearing them again , I don't know who I am supposed to trust . But despite of all this I know they won't live long and I will have to take care of Jack. I stomp on the ground multiple times and then start walking. "Yes mommy" I ask her keeping my voice low even though I know what She will ask.

"Alex do you know where is Jack?" She asks me. I don't understand anything they said; Mom said we were not supposed to go out together and I can't go out by myself, because I am small. I always look outside and see many people playing with their parents, some of them are even smaller than me and some are like Jack who can't talk much. I looked at her face , which always seemed to be beautiful . Maybe my face goes on dad's ugly one so she does not like me, no not true she loves me . Maybe ugly is loved and beautiful loves, life is complicated. Well, I bet I am more intelligent than life and can face it. In fact, every person seems to be granted a brain to face it.

Yes, I am a genius, to think about it, I can be like Einstein. He was ugly too. No wonder mom is not a successful scientist, she's beautiful . Maybe she is embarrassed of her failure, not me , you know she said I was cute. Wait- what? Cute- but that means- means I cannot be like Einstein.

"Did you see Jack?" she asked me and I got confused. What is she talking about.

" I see him every day, don't I." My eyes are fine, aren't they. Are they beady ? Maybe Einstein could answer.

" Um- today like- uh-... you know where he is now? " she asked me and I got confused again. Of course I know.

"He's probably on the earth you know, since gravity did not finish, yet I think so." I replied as a matter of fact-ly . Mom looked at me with her lips forms a weird curve and said the most heart breaking thing possible to exist on earth .

" you have completely taken on to your father ..... " and I stood there betrayed by the words uncontrollably tears came flowing out of my eyes - me- me- me like dad. Not true.

"What happened dear? Why are you crying?" My mom asked hugging me as my tears flowed, this is not true. Mommy lied to me.

" Mommy, mommy, you said I was cute and intelligent ." I told her and she stared at me like she didn't understand anything. She always acts like that.

" so... Uh, I did." She said, she is trying to act innocent

" Don't act innocent , I know by me going on dad you meant that, that I was dumb and bad just like him." As soon as she heard what I said she started laughing like a villain, which somehow her voice was beautiful and I love it.

Dad picked me up by shoulders and asked "What do you mean by I am ugly and stupid?" I looked at him for a while, when mom kept laughing, I don't get it I was serious.

" I mean you are stupid , you won' understand that and I guess mom should have told you what the mirror was .Well, she told me about it and you don't even know how to cook or eat yourself." I answered it honestly.

"And why do you think I don't know how to do that." He asked

"Because mom cooks and feeds you too. I saw it you know." Mommy chuckled and took me from dad.

" Look , dear I meant nothing by you being like your dad . You are my intelligent and cute little daughter. Hmm, and what I really wanted to ask, I searched everywhere for Jack and he is nowhere to be found, so do you know where he is now?" she said making everything clea .

"We were playing hide and seek this morning and he went in the garden saying 'mum' and I was hiding and seeing him, he went outside." I told her.

She smiled, "He said 'mommy'" then got tensed again. She is so hard to understand. "Uh- do you know where he is by the way ?"

"I don't but, there is a simple trick to find him, he's fat so couldn't have gone so far, hmm." I said winking at her and mom looked at me like I said something complicated. I stared at her and curved my face down to make sure she understands , I am angry.

"Come on, come with me to the garden." I said and took her with me.

I stood at the back door and screamed "Jack , you win I lose come out now." He did not come out and I looked at mom with watery eyes to make sure she understands what I mean , which is 'Sorry I couldn't do it.'

"Don't cry dear, it's all right ." she told me and gave me an idea, that I can cry. Crying is fun and I started crying. She hugs me if I cry and I like it. When I was crying, I made sure my eyes were closed, so she could not see in my eyes and guess that I am not sad.

Something small and paddy was pressing on my face to wipe of the trees. I opened my eyes out of curiosity to see what type of handkerchief it was . But when I opened my eyes I found Jack wiping my tears with his hands. I stopped crying and hugged him to make sure I was still looking innocent.

Jack smiled widely and I backed off, he turned to mom and gave her a black paper with red on it. Which kind of reminded me of the fact that when I was peeping through the door one, they also had this letter on the desk. Mom and dad were talking and a person with blood all over her lied on the sofa as if she were a zombie .

"What are we going to do with this?" She asks dad and I sigh.

"Read it of course!" I answer. She looks at me and frown, dad smiles.

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