Chapter 5
Dante
"Hello?" Against my better judgement, I answered the phone, trying not to sigh.
"Hi, Dante! How are you?" Haydin's high-pitched voice made my head ache. I was going to be cordual with her and just tell her I didn't want her anymore. After I found out why she was even back at school. He family supposedly moved to Europe, so she shouldn't be here.
"I'm fine, Haydin, how are you?"
She sighed dramatically, "Just a little sad. You didn't even say you missed me!" Okay, the smartass in me was taking over. I had no control over what came out of my mouth.
"That's because I really don't, Haydin." I tried not to make it sound entirely mean, but I was annoyed.
"Oh...Well, I just wanted to see how you were doing, tell you we moved back. Bye Dante." She hung up before I could respond. She sounded like she was about to cry, which made me feel bad, but not very much so. At least now she was out of my hair.
Zimri
I was tossing and turning in my bed, trying to get comfortable, but I couldn't. I was thinking about my mama, not that that was unusual these days. No matter how much I tried to forget it, I could still see her laying on the kitchen floor.
Once I finally got comfortable and feel asleep, I had a dream. I dreamed that my mother was still alive and well. We were dancing around the house, rock and roll blasting. We used to do that a lot. We were singing along to a Van Halen song when she stopped moving, stopped singing.
"Mama, you okay", I asked. She didn't answer. Suddenly, she just disappeared, evoporated in thin air. The whole setting changed, then. I was standing next to her limp body in the kitchen again.
