Jasmin

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

He left! He just left. Dropped the mirror on the bed and left. I cleaned up the supper and tidied the cabin. I slept by myself on our bed. The next morning I still have heard nothing from Marcus and so I tamp out the fire the way Marcus always does and grab all my things. My mind is spinning. What did I do? Was it me?

The whole conversation was just crazy, but his eyes. I just stared and they seemed so familiar, and calming to me. Like I had seen them before and they were good.

I admit that things are never boring with a boyfriend like Marcus. He can say so much with just the way he stands in a room. Yet he is slowly opening up to me and allowing me to open up to him. I do not find him anything but wonderful. I really do love him. And if that means he can change his eyes or change into a wolf or whatever, I don't care. I thought about the whole thing as I cleaned last night and its fine.

I guess people make out that things like ghosts and werewolves and aliens are not real and if they are then it should be scary and crazy or something. Yet its crazy that people use muscles or power to control others, or its crazy that people need to run to chemicals to feel safe and be themselves. I do not care about ghosts or aliens, and if werewolves are real then all I care is weather or not they would hurt me. Marcus never hurt me.

That is all I need to know. If he has never hurt me, then what does changing into a wolf really involve. I like wolves, I love the puzzle box he got me. I actually leave it in my tent and hope no one takes it. I was going to hide it with my small cache of money that is hidden farther into the trees, but I couldn't bear to not have it close by.

As I lay by myself last night I thought of all Marcus had said, and came back to the idea that his town is a pack, he calls me a mate. These are important words to him because they are important to the community. They must all be wolves. Mary who is so nice to me and fed me and helped me do something special last night. Samuel, who I met one Tuesday for tea. Eric, who is so smart and kind. They have been nice to me, nicer than some people in my life that are not of this culture. I can see nothing but kindness.

I have always accepted that everyone has their problems, their own issues to deal with. That this is a pack of wolves, then so be it. They are kind and I will not let new information change who they have been. I will judge by their actions, and they have all been nice.

I make my way to the large Cultural Building that the bus stops at. I was right to guess that the group going to the Christmas market was meeting there. I had hoped that I would see Marcus before I had left, yet know that I must get to the city to get to my job. I will not say anything about Marcus or the fact he told me he is able to change his shape or eyes or anything.

I walk up to the people at the centre and offer to help and see a few people nod, yet they do not introduce themselves, nor ask my name. I pitch in to help load some boxes while others load tables into a few vans. As the only red headed person in the town, I am guessing they know who I am.

If I work hard I know that people will see me as worthy, it is how things are on the street. Those that lay and cry get pity. I had stories and asked for help or offered. People would give me money to help them with groceries. I sat for Helena and her younger kids or offered to tutor them. Helping makes me feel good and it makes others look up to you not down. I will use that. I need a ride and I will help them set up as payment.

I ride beside a nice lady named Charlotte, who was dressed in a colourful long jacket and a braid wrapped around the crown of her head. I had not seen Marcus since last night, and now I start to worry. He is strong enough to take care of himself, he is smart enough, he will find me when he can. He gives me space when I need it. I guess now I am tested to give him some too. We are almost to the city before Sallys' words creep into my head again; "For him to not leave me". Well Marcus left. I really hope he comes back.