BOUNDARIES

Chapter 5- The Buried Past?

I could help but notice that Holland had looked back.She was staring right at me, with a fierce determination as though to remember something

I wonder why?

Wait......

I followed her gaze once more. It wasn't on me.

Then who was it on?

Demitri!!!!!

Demitri??

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Demitri Peter Hale.....................

Why was she looking at him?

My best friend.......... My brother

I jogged my memory for any signs to explain.

That expression of his at the memorial.....YES.. When I introduced them

THEY KNEW EACH OTHER.

But how?

That's impossible...

Jaylan's thoughts were wondering from here to the moon and back and then to the Antarctic blanket and back.

He was trying to figure out how the two would have met. 

How they could have met

And

Where the two could have met...

He decided to ask Demitri but he was gone by the time he returned................

He made his way home with a feeling of uncertainty  tugging at him

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The morning tiptoed through the meadows, leaving evidence of its presence with dew on the grass blades and on the leaves of tress. Across the park where it dampened the benches and brightened the dark corners,and through the street. Lane by lane. House by house as it caused a mystical gleam to fall on  each of them and then it finally lands on Jay's window, awakening him from his  much desired slumber.

Abrubtly

Unwillingly

He sat up in bed and pondered.

How he should begin his day...............

What to do ?

Where to go?

  What to wear?  

 These past few  days I've been wondering, how is it that Holland and Demitri knew each other. I've ignored it for a week now, trying to convince myself that she was looking at me and not him but it was quite evident she wasn't. Were they:

Old friends?

Cousins?

Church members?

Ex's?

Enemies?

Or were my eyes just deceiving me?