『The Rhythm Of Despair』

8|Nothing Too Special

I move my head up and down to the rhythm of this music. I take my headphones and place it on the little tea table.

"Mom!" I say, loud enough for her to hear from the kitchen.

"Yes?"

"Right after breakfast, could I go out and explore Paris for a while?"

"Sure thing!" She answers. "Now, I'll be serving your food."

I smile.

I look to the stairs and see Juleka coming down.

"Hey Luka!"

"Hey!"

She comes and sits in a seat right next to mine.

"How 'bout y'all come over to the dining room to eat?" I hear Mom say.

"Okay!" I say in response.

We all gather round to the dining room and sit down in the dining table's seats. It was something which seems like a table which a rich man would have owned.

Mom comes around and sets the table with the food, cutlery and some napkins. But who would even want to use those napkins?

Plates of bread, butter and jam. We all get a piece of bread and spread the jam onto the bread, Mom even spread some butter on hers and we begin munching on it.

"Ooh!" I say. "That's good!"

"I also made some dessert!"

"Mom, are we supposed to have dessert after breakfast?" I wonder.

"We can if we want!" Mom answers. "Breakfast has no rules!"

I grin to Mom's answer and eat up until I was finished.

Mom later on gives us a bowl and scooped out some vanilla ice cream with cookies.

I stand up when I was finished and grab all the bowls and plates and put them into the kitchen.

I go back to the dining room to see Mom and Sis still there, probably talking about something.

"Mom.. Could.. Could I go out now?"

She nods, "sure!"

I smile.

Maybe I should take my guitar with me. I run upstairs, to the thought of it, I go and get my guitar which was in my room, lying on my bed.

I run down the stairs and say goodbye to both Mom and Sis.

I get ready to wear my converses but stop when I hear a voice.

"Bro?"

I turn right to see that it was Juleka.

"Yeah, Sis?"

"Can.. Can.." She stammered, fidgeting with her fingers. "Can I come with you?"

"Of course!" I say with a grin.

Sis puts on her shoes and we turn to look at Mom.

"Bye Mom!" We both say.

"Mom, do you not want to explore Paris with us?" Sis asks.

She waves her hand, "not right now! Y'all better have some fun!"

We all laugh together and say our goodbyes again.

When we reach the front door, I could not stop thinking about how I will catch my dreams.