(Re)Union-Prologue

                                                                  (Re) Union

                                                        Prologue

    BEEP! BEEEP!

   The taxi in the driveway honks.

   'We won't be long honey.'' Mom moves a stray strand of hair from my eyes. The dark black hair we share. She kisses me on my forehead. I hug her tightly to myself, so hard and so long, that dad has to interrupt. He coughs and opens his arms for a hug. I run into his arms.

   ''We'll be back before you know it.'' He whispers into my ear. I look up into his dark cocoa eyes. The eyes we share. ''In three weeks, two days, and ten hours. Would you like to know the seconds?'' I ask, smiling sadly.

   ''Oh Jaybird, I'm going to miss you. So. Much.'' Dad says, as he lifts me off the ground and spins me around, like he did when I was little. I laugh lightly and hug him tight.

    'I'm going to miss you more. I'll miss the two of you. But you'll only miss one of me.'' Mom and Dad both chuckle. I laugh with them.

   BEEEEP!

   The taxi honks again.

   We sober up as reality hits us. I hug them both. They hug me so hard that I can't breathe. I don't say anything. I let go. They let go. I still don't say anything. We don't say good-bye. I watch them go out into the chilly November air. I don't say anything, even as I watch them from the door, frozen as a statue. Knowing that if I move, I'll run to them, only to delay them even more.  

   When they get to the taxi's door, they turn and wave. That's when I move. I touch two fingers to my heart, then to my lips and finally move the fingers in front of myself, using the two fingers to make the peace sign. Our departing gesture since I was a child. I haven't done the full gesture in a long time, and it shocks them both. Then they smile, brighter than the sun, with tears shining in their eyes and that is all I need to silence any thoughts of sadness. I grin like a child as they respond the same way.

   They get into the car. I wave to them. The taxi backs out of the drive way slowly. I wave some more. It accelerates down the street. I'm still waving, even after the car turned the corner. Then I stop waving and look up to the gray cloudy sky. I just realized something. They didn't tell me where they were going. They always tell me.

   I pray then, for my parents and me. My instinct tells me that something's up and it can't be good. And my instinct is always right.

                                                                Six Months Later...

   ''Hey Jaycee? Jaycee? Jay you there? Jaycee!'' Says a far away voice. I get out of my trance when the voice starts screaming in my ear. "JAYCEE!" I realize that I'm in my room and the phone is next to my ear. The voice on the phone is my friend Lacy and she doesn't sound at all pleased to me. "Yeah sorry Lacy. I was just...thinking about something. What were you saying?" I ask.

   "Oh nothing I was just asking if you want to come over to my place to hang out. But since you sound busy I’ll just hang up." She says very haughtily.

   "No, Wait!  I'm sorry... I was just... thinking about my parents." I say, sadly. Ever since New Year's Eve, my parents haven't called me to say when they'd be back from their business trip. They've called, but only to Ginny my temporary guardian. It's not that same though.