Bed Buddies

Direction

~Noah~

I still couldn't grasp it as the little girl skipped over to me, giggling. She had brown hair like the rest of our family, only hers were in cute little pigtails.

Her hazel eyes resembled our father and she had the brightest smile in the whole wide world.

"Hello! I'm Anne," she said in a high pitched voice and I tried my best not to let her see me cry the first time we meet after so long.

She probably thought it was the first meeting.

"Hello, Anne!" I said, taking the delicate little hand she offered. "I'm Noah."

She smiled and then pointed to the sheepish looking man standing behind her.

"Ian said you're my big brother," she said.

I looked up at him and he looked straight back at me.
I couldn't believe he did this for me. I never thought I meant so much to him.

My eyes began their waterfall.

"Big brothers don't cry Noah," said my baby sister and wiped the tears off my face. She was so adorable!

I took her in my arms and onto my lap. Then I hugged her trying my best not to crush her little body, as I felt my life taking a whole new turn.

Finally into the right direction.

~Ian~

I stood watching the beautiful scene as tears of happiness flooded out of my Noah's eyes.

He had looked up at me with so much love that I wanted to just pull him into my arms. But this day was not about me.

I smiled as I watched him reconnect with his family after six long years.

The moment I had recalled that Noah liked children, I knew instantly what I had to do. This was the single best thing anybody could do for him and I was glad that I was the one who did.

I remembered Noah telling me where his parents lived and which school Trevor, his best friend, had seen Anne go.

Flashback.

After I reached back home excitedly, I quickly parked the Harley and got into the car and drove to the place which was two hours away.

I wasn't sure that his parents would like to meet him again, given they disowned him long ago. But I knew I had to take the chances.

When I pulled up at the school, it was 2 o'clock in the afternoon and the school could be over anytime.
So I waited in the parking lot for another half an hour, contemplating what to say to his mother (who was usually the one who picked Anne up, as Noah had said).

When the loud bell rang announcing the end of the school day, I walked to the main gates and watched helplessly as a whole crowd of little bodies spilled out of the buildings.

They all looked so much alike that it was very difficult to distinguish Anne amongst them. Also I had no idea what she looked like now since what Noah had ever showed me once was her baby picture when she was 11 months old or something.

But I had seen his parents' photo and I was confident that I could fairly recognize either one of them if they were in front of me.

So I shifted my attention from the kids to the adults who were starting to pour into the area.