"The place where you continually return for love and acceptance—that's home." ~Richelle E. Goodrich
Chapter Twenty-Four- Home
August 10th 3012, 6:00pm
A warm breeze wrapped around me as I stood on the doorstep to my home. I turned the nob on my front door as I wondered where the garlic went. Wasn't I supposed to be picking some up for the maid? I brushed the thought away as I stepped inside.
"Hello?" My maid's voice called out to me. "Who is it?" She asked, her voice empty just like everyone else's voices in the world.
"Danielle." I answered, my voice sounding foreign for some unknown reason.
I walked into the kitchen where the maid stood preparing some new meal. What happened to the soup she was making?
"I'll tell your mother you are back." She said, scurrying off to tell my mother I was back.
What was wrong with her? I was gone ten minutes. There was no reason to tell my mother I was back. Nonetheless, a moment later my mother and the maid appeared with blank expressions. I watched, knowing since she was here she would want to ask the normal questions she was expected to ask.
How was school? She would ask. Fine. I would answer. How are your grades? She would ask, not bothering to look me in the eyes. Fine. I would say while I thought about being in my room with my book. My book... I dropped it.
Instead of asking me the normal questions, mother picked up the phone and dialed a number. A moment later she turned away from me and began speaking professionally.
"Kendell Morgans." She said. "Danielle Morgans has returned."
Returned? I wasn't even gone an hour. Who could she possibly be calling to say that I was home?
"Yes." She said to the person on the other end of the line. "Seventeen days." She said.
What? Seventeen days? What about seventeen days?
"Okay." She said. "Tomorrow? Yes." With that she hung up.
"Mother?" I asked.
"A representative is coming tomorrow to talk about why you were absent." She explained.
"I was not absent." I informed her.
"You were," the maid said as she chopped a carrot. "For seventeen days."
This couldn't be true. I would remember being gone for two and a half weeks. But, why would my mother lie? She wouldn't. It must be true. Oh well, I was back now.
"Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." The maid said.
Mother turned and walked back into her room without another word. I walked up the stairs and into my room. The blank walls met me with a cold rush of air. The room was stuffy and felt like it hadn't been touched in the longest time. My book bag was on the floor by my bed where I had left it. I walked over and lied down on my bed facing up. The white celling filled my vision. The edges blurred and melted into a black sky with silver stars glistening above my head. I blinked and the image went away. My eyes started to grow heavy.
Where was the voice in my head? I was supposed to be hearing it remind me I'm hungry, so where was it? Oh well.
My eyes shut and suddenly became too heavy to lift again. There was nothing but the darkness to greet me. Flashes of piercing blue eyes appeared and disappeared in a matter of a second, causing pressure in my chest to build.
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