"I've got tickets for the movie Saturday night, they say it's good," Paul said.
"That sounds great," Gregory answered. "What's the name of the movie?"
"Blood diamond. Some parts were shot in South Africa and Leonardo DiCaprio plays in it."
"It sounds good," Gregory said.
"So you're going with me, pity the girls can't join us, but we can still make use of the privileges that the school provides sometimes."
"Nothing to lose, then we can also see what everybody is talking about." He said more to himself than to Paul as it dawned on him that movies never bothered him much.
They enjoyed the movie on Saturday night. "It's sad that he spent his whole life chasing after illegal diamonds after he lost his parents in such a cruel way," Gregory said.
"Yea and all that to enable the other guy to reunite with his torn-apart family, it seems so needless. All the pain and suffering. I prefer to feed the nation." Paul sighed.
"I'm glad the girls didn't see it, too much blood," Gregory shuddered when Linette's ordeal went through his mind. He can't even try to imagine how scared she must have felt.
Her text the next evening surprised him: "I've dined with Jessica and Nanna and I met Clint."
"No." He felt a knot in his stomach. Then the next one came.
"Yes, he asked about you. He said the best time of his life was when you and your mom moved into his flat. He said he was so sorry that he messed everything up."
"Is he good for Jessica?" He typed as tears were running down his cheeks. He didn't even try to brush it away.
"He is, he adores her. He spent the whole afternoon listening to her reading and singing."
"That's good, she needs him."
"According to Nanna, he spends his weekends with them at her place and he takes care of all the stuff she needs, taking her shopping and to parks or playgrounds and keeping her busy."
"Thank you, I'm so glad he's good for her. How are you doing?"
"I'm good, except for missing you. How was the movie?"
"Good, in a sad way, not something that you would enjoy. Are you still enjoying the horses?"
"Yea, they're the best and Anne is also enjoying the riding lessons."
"I'm glad, missing you and don't forget I love you." He typed, brushing the tears away with the back of his hand.
"As long as you remember I love you more."
Paul came back from his shower: "Theresa said her dad is only going to harvest this year and then he wants to rent all his land to somebody else. His knees are giving him a lot of trouble lately."
"That is sad, who's going to rent it from him?"
"I'm thinking of renting it, but I still have to discuss it with my dad. If he is prepared to help me with the seed and stuff, I might be able to do my own thing. Do you think my dad will support me?"
"I'm sure he will, and no harm in asking, I think he will be proud of you," Gregory said.
"Yea, you might be right," Paul said a bit uncertain.
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Cry, my beloved people
Teen FictionYoung people going through tough traumatic experiences to find their inner strength and discover that they can not only be supportive of each other, but can create systems to help others that are going through similar traumas.