Family secrets

Chapter 6: A film to remember.

' a film?'

'Yeah, I heard it's good.'

'Wanna go see it together?'

I sat in the backyard of my home, Clear was at work and my father on a business trip leaving me with but our housekeeper for company. 

The sun high in the Saturday sky, sharing the vase blue illusion with a few white clouds that did little to shade the earth from its rais. The umbrella that hung over the lawn chair in which I sat, protecting my heated cheeks from the matching temperatures overhead.

the teeth aligned at the bottom of my maxillary, sinking into the flesh of my lower lip, staring at the mobile in my hands as I re-read the message multiple times.

A film, he was inviting me to the cinema.

'When is it?'

'Tonight'

'Night?'

'Yeah, it starts at 8:09'

I thought it over, from the moment we met we had only made plans that would take place during the day. The latest I had gotten home, priore to our meting, as well before,  is 8:30,  though that in itself was uncommon.

I was not particularly afraid, that neighborhood was unfairly judged and despite my first experience there, I no longer feared it under the cloak of night. Like any other place, the dangerous and bad that seemed to define it in the eyes of everyone but the occupants, where prone to key places thus it was a simple matter of avoiding them.

And even if I had been afraid, I would not be alone. Victor lived there and had not failed to keep me from harm's way from the moment we met.

But that was precisely what troubled me, as much as I found it thrilling.

However, I was not certain the late hour would be accepted by both Clear and my father, In addition to the fact that they help little to no knowlage  of  Victor or his family.

' i will have to entreat my parents on the matter  prior to my respond'

'English'

'I'll have to ask them, to be sure.'

'Ok, get back to me on that'

'GTG, if the she-devil catches me on the phone she'll rip me a new one"

' I'm truly sorry for putting you in this situation.'

'Don't sweat it, it was my chose'

'See you soon'

With that, our conversation over massages ended and I found myself dialing Clear's number. It rang and continued to ring unit I was transferred by her voice mail.  This is of surprise to me, she worked personally with her clients, it was expected of her not to take calls.

I settled for sending her a message, followed by an attempt to call my father. To my shock, he answers.

" Hey kiddo." he greeted, the sound of the smile he wore evident in his voice.

" salutations father, pardon my interruption in your work. But I've something to ask of you" only after I had gotten him had I remembered he was currently on an important trip and that my phoning him may be a burden to his work.

" not at all! It is pleasing to hear the voice of my precious son at such a stress full time. Go on and state your request." he insisted, and I inhaled deeply, slowly relising it prior to speaking.