Clara Holmes?

Part 5 of 7

I just can't. I really try not to laugh out loud but I fail miserably.

At the same time I feel bad because I see the look on his face. 'Oi! What are you laughing at?' He looks up and down on himself. Oh my god. Doesn't he know why I laugh at him?

He is wearing such a one piece bathing suit with red and white stripes on it, like men wore it like hundred years ago, and it's weird but it makes him look so much skinnier and bonier. 'What are you wearing?' I still can't quite stop with the laughing.

'This is my bathing suit. What's wrong with it? There aren't any holes in it, are there?' Again he looks down on himself while spinning in circles trying to look at his own back.

'No, no holes, but you know that people wore something like that a very long time ago and that swim wear got a bit smaller now.' Not like I would like to see less fabric on him.

'How long? I just bought it.' When? When Charlie Chaplin was the next big thing?

'Like hundred years ago?'

'Really?'

'Yes. Really.'

He looks like he's thinking about something and goes 'Hmm, well,... time is relative. You never know where you'll end up tomorrow... or yesterday.' With this he jumps into the pool and dives for the first 9 meters or so.

A BIT LATER ON...

'So, you saw my past, why don't you tell me something about yours?' He asks sitting on the deckchair next to mine.

'What? I thought you were at my mum's funeral? Thought you already know everything?' Wonder why he comes up with this right now?

'Oh come on. Did you really think I was this stupid?'

'What are you talking about?' I know what he wants to talk about, but I just don't want to discuss this with him so I play stupid, although he looks a bit hurt. A silent Doctor is still something you have to be aware of. Ugh. Ok...

'Ok,... they are not my real parents.'

'So? Who are they? What happened?'

'They were my mum's friends. My mum found out that she had cancer when I was about 3 months old. She knew she was going to die, so they took me in. They couldn't get kids on their own, so she thought that they had enough love for me. Six months later my mother died.' I just can't look at him right now, so I just fix my eyes on my hands in my lap.

'What's with your dad?'

'I never met him. Don't know where he is or if he's even still alive. But, to be honest, I don't want to know anything about him. He left my mum in the middle of the night, you know? Before she even had a chance to tell him she was pregnant.'

'I'm sorry Clara. I am very sorry.' He says with a shaking voice.

'You know...' before I can continue, he jumps up and walks away in the direction of the control room. 'Doctor? Where are you going?'

But he isn't answering. What is he going to do? I follow him. Why,... oh no.