I prepared for lunch, then I had to pick Sebastian from school. My phone rang again,
"Hello? Who's there?"
There was total silence on the call.
"Hello?"
No one said anything. I ended the call. May be someone mistakenly called me. But he or she could have spoke to me. Whatever.
"Mommy! See, Alan gave me a chocolate!"
"Oh, that's so sweet of him"
"Alan's dad pick him up from school, everyone's dads come to school for parent-teacher meeting..."
"That's the reason love, you're different from everyone. Don't blame anything or anyone, be thankful to whatever it is. See, does anyone else's mom come to pick him? There are very few kids like that? Right? Make yourself unique, find your flaws to be conventional and find your inner self to be quirky, never ever degrade yourself. I'm enough for you, nah? Ain't I?"
Sebastian listened to this with full concentration. He gave me a big smile and opened his chocolate. My son was always so patient, grateful, wise and understanding.
We came home, Sebastian went to take a shower and I sat on the sofa. I took my phone from the table. There were another 17 missed calls from the same unknown caller.
"If he's so concerned, why doesn't he speak to me?" I said to myself.
He called again.
"Hello? Who is it?"
"Uh.. hello.."
"I don't recognize you, who is it?"
"Am I talking to Ms. Zivon?"
"Yes?"
"I wanna meet you today."
"Excuse me Sir, I don't even know you then?"
"It's important, look, I know your name, I'm not going to cause you any trouble, it's just something important."
"Where?"
"Tinker's Park, at 5.."
"Ok"
Call ended.
"Hey! Wait! What? No!"
I couldn't go to Tinker's Park. I hadn't been to Tinker's Park for years. And more than that, who was that guy...
"I'll ask Sebastian about this. He can give me some good suggestions, although, he's a genius." I said to myself.
Sebastian came for lunch, I served him lunch, I sat on the table with him.
"Eh.. Sebastian...?"
"Yes mom?"
"I wanted to talk to you about something."
"What is it mom?"
I described the whole thing to him. But I didn't tell him the story behind being uncomfortable with Tinker's Park.
"I think we should go... That person knows you, means he has something important but why didn't he tell his name."
"God knows."
"It's my birthday mom, let's go, we'll go, see him, and then we'll go for a party, please mom, Uncle Sheriff and Zendaya are also going to give me presents, then we'll go to see Grandma"
"Ok, Ok, I'll think about it."
May be Sebastian was right, he could have something important. And I was also curious to know who was that. May be it was better off to try it. Sebastian's idea wasn't bad. I got myself and Sebastian ready at 4:30 pm. I took an off from work because of Sebastian's birthday. I didn't want to ruin his day. He's my only son and I had to make his day special, that he wouldn't miss a dad.
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Missing Pieces
RomanceThe diary of a one sided lover. 🌸 May be it's not about the happy ending... May be it's about the story. ✨ (Rankings: #53 out of 4.45K stories under hashtag Lessons on 03/11/19)