The next day Dirk woke up to find presents kept beside his bed. It was his thirteenth birthday. Mrs. Truscott had given him a wristlet. Sarah had given him a picture book on Animals (Dirk was obsessed about animals). Phyllis had given him a book on Fantasies Which Are Claimed To Exist. "Phyllis will never change. She is always immersed in her own fantasy world.", thought Dirk.
"Hullo Happy teens!", said Sarah smiling as Dirk entered the dining room. "Happy birthday dear!", said Mrs. Truscott hugging him. "Happy birthday Dirk. You are already 13! Oh i wish when i will 13! It seems I am stuck at 10 for ages!", said Phyllis.
"Thank you everybody. By the time you reach 13, Phyllis, I will be 16.", said Dirk grinning. "I have only one year to go to become 13.", said Sarah. And then they had their breakfast and discussed about the presents . "I loved all of your presents. Thanks once again. Phyllis, you gave me a book on fantasies right?", asked Dirk. Phyllis nodded. "I knew you would give me something like that.", said Dirk. "Aren't you satisfied with my present?", said Phyllis dismally. "No I am but Phyllis one day you will have to believe that fantasies do not exist. They can be found just in fairytales and dreams. Nothing else.", said Dirk. "But oh I love fantasy and i wish they existed.", said Phyllis.
"Mum where is father? Can't we call him? How can he be absent on my birthday? I am missing him!", said Dirk sadly. "I don't know dear. I am worried. I tried to call him but nobody's just answering. He must be very busy .", said Mrs. Truscott looking really worried." Mommy where's daddy?", asked Phyllis. " He had said he had gone to Lancashire for some work......", said Mrs. Truscott absent-mindedly.
" He will come home all right you will see.", said Sarah comfortingly.
"Yes", said Mrs. Truscott and Phyllis hugged her.
That evening, Mrs. Truscott made an elegant cake for Dirk and they all along with their servants had a great time together. As Dirk blew out the candles, and everybody had started clapping, the telephone rang up. Mrs. Truscott picked it up.
"Yes. Yes. Seriously? Where are you? Oh no. Yes. I will see. Take care of yourself dear." and the conversation ended. As she hung the receiver, a poignant look took over her face. It seemed that father had called her.
"What's up Mum? Father called?", asked Sarah. "Yes. He is coming tonight.", said Mrs. Truscott. "That's a really good news! But still.... something must be wrong", said Sarah looking at her Mum. "No child nothing's wrong. I was trying to recollect something.", assured Mrs. Truscott.
Everybody seemed to be in a jovial mood except Mrs. Truscott. When the other two got the news of their father's coming back home, they got very happy. The whole evening was spent in partying and receiving guests but during the whole time Mrs. Truscott seemed to be lost in her own thoughts not paying much attention.
When it was nearly midnight and Phyllis had fallen asleep on Mrs. Truscott's lap, the doorbell rang shrilly. Dirk exclaimed, Sarah sprang up, and Mrs. Truscott hurried to the door. As she opened the door, Mr. Truscott came in. Mr. Truscott had a striking good look but that day he wasn't looking like that. He had tousled hair, a very tired face and had developed dark circles under his eyes.
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