The Augury

Part 50

[Alex ~~POV]

The morning after the hardest day of my life, the day I buried my mother was finally here, I learned a sobering truth this day, that People go on with their lives after the funeral.

As much as my siblings love me and my mother, and as much as they readjusted their schedules to be here, they were going back to their normal routines while I did not have that luxury.

I emerged from my bed on my first day after my mother’s funeral, I adjusted my eyes to the light and heard a voice and knock on my door
"Alex wake up we have a meeting with the family lawyer in an hours time"
Me: ok"

To Gail this was just another New day, to plan and organize like nothing happened,
" I hope I packed everything...Nadia please call Austin and tell him we need to do this today..."
Gail shouted On the other room, my brother left with Nkosi last night something to do with a mini fight they had about him being married or was married and we had to postpone the will reading for today.

I woke up exhausted I have been crying every time my mind took me down memory lane, my mother was my best friend taught me everything I know, I lived in this house with her and for some strange reason we got along together like house on fire,

Looking back on this long tiring week, I can’t remember much. I assume I ate. I’m pretty sure I bathed, wore clothes, and interacted with visitors, but I can’t remember any details, now either then my bleeding heart.

Watching someone who was strong become weak and bedridden, suffer seizures, and eventually drift away eats away the only will I have to live.

I don't feel normal at all ever since I witnessed my mother's passing  I wish the ordeal was hazy, but her last smile and last breath will always be in the front row of my memory of her,

It’s difficult to describe the tumultuous wave of feelings that come and overwhelm me from time to time,

Losing my mother feels like I have lost a part of myself.  The hush reality now is that it's about to get hard coping without her from now on.

There are so many things I remember about her however Things that heal are minimum then, Things that haunt me, I hate growing up because it just made me realize that life is a  complicated thing. Unexpected traumas make it wholly unbearable.

I found myself sitting on my front door stoop, drinking a cool drink from a can, looking at the day pass me by, a black car stopped in my packing,
urg it's the family lawyer I'm not looking forward to this will reading,

" Alex,  how you doing ?" He greeted me,
I disregard his question what does he expect me to say I'm fine? I ended up nodding  without uttering a word to him
Him: are your sibling inside? "
I'm outside how the heck will I know, I shrunk my shoulders he got the hint because he sighs and walks past me leaving me with my thoughts.

My mother was gone, and she was never coming back.
It’s scary how everything comes to a screeching halt when the funeral is over. There was nothing else to do ...my fate lay in the man that walked past me with my mothers will, how I wish I could turn back the time,

I took my phone out from my pocket but the crystal fell out, I held it in my hands and look at it, my biological mother has the very same stone hanging on her neck as a pendant, which makes me think why did King Mnguni ask me to do the same too?

I jumped a bit as I heard a howling sound like a dog ...hound or wolf? ... I looked around me and I got chills,

" hallo Alex "I looked up and I was meet by one of the church matron Sister Busisiwe, something was unsettling with her today than it hit me I had a dream about her last night,

She walked past the gate and looked at me while I was reluctant to wave my hand at her,
" hi" it came as a whisper as I greeted her back

The most disturbing thing was remembering the dream while she walking past my house, in my dream, it first started with hearing a heavy growling sound,  Sister Busisiwe was on her knees naked she was moaning, I heard and saw clamping sound of bodies coming together, this was an erotic dream but yet dark and disturbing I tried to look away or forced my self to wake up but my vision was glued on what was happening, as the growling sound got louder sister Busisiwe body was slowly losing life when I looked up and behind her, that's when I saw a black man or was it a beast with red eyes
I jumped up and woke up!

"ooh my God!"  I looked at my gate after relieving my nightmare, but Sister Busisiwe was already gone I stood up and ran to the gate looking for her in the direction she took, but I was meet by Austin car parking outside our gate

" you look like you have seen a ghost"
He said jumping out of his car,
Me: I thought I saw someone ... a woman...or was I daydreaming again?"

I looked down the road but no one was there, Sister Busisiwe couldn't have walked that fast,
Austin: a woman?...daydreaming?"

I looked at Austin, he had that amused look that he hardly wears, damn he looks so much like Dad
Me: it's not what you think"
Austin: ohh so you know what I'm thinking?"

I chuckled this guy has jokes while I have bigger problems
Me: how is Nkosi?" I change the subject, he raised his eyebrow looking at me realizing what I just did.
Him: his good" ok his avoiding the real question I'm asking him,
Me: just good?"
Him: I told him the truth"  he said placing his back on his car and folding his arms, I decided to join him too and stood next to him,

Me: so he forgave you for lying for all this year's?"
Him: not quite I'm not out of the woods yet ...but we talked "
Me: wow "
Austin: it's grown-up stuff you would not understand ..."
Me: I don't like that woman... And I definitely do not trust her ... In her eyes you are a straight man whom she still considers as her husband "

Him: you dwelling too much on this, Noline and i we were good friend once upon a time I only married her so she can attain citizenship since she was originally from Botswana her family got deported, and by then she just got a scholarship to study in Boston university, so I helped her out not that I intending to be with her"
Me: you also lied to her?"
Him:  I never told her about my sexuality because it was not her  business "
Me: that when you gave her ideas...and a fantasy "

He busts out and laughs
Austin: boy you watch too many movies, let's go inside and do this shit before Gail screams at us"

We walked back to the house but my head still turned to look behind me, why would I daydream like that? Was I even dreaming or did I just have a visual memory?"
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To be continued