Chapter 1
How do things change? How do decisions that we made or those around us make affect us? These questions have being running around my mind, like a cat perusing a mouse, never quite catching it but his eyes always trained on the target. This is how my life changed, changed from what it should have being to what it is now. One decision, just one was made, it changed my destiny. It amazing when you think about how even the smallest change can have almost world ending consequences. The question that you would be asking now is what change was it? Well that was the question I asked the question that has now burned its way into my brain, what change was it?
These question are ultimately futile if I do no start at the beginning a story and at the end you will have the answer to the question of how these events happened, and how my life was changed by one simple choice. What was the choice you ask. I never went to a fireworks display. My name is Hope Estheim and this is my story.
The crashing of the waves against my feet always offered me a sense of comfort watching ships move in and out of the harbour, the evening sun cast a faint orange glow against the town , looking up you could almost make out the shape of Phoenix. However my working out of the Fal'ci shape was interrupted by an abrupt ,startling tap on the shoulder.
"Hope" came my mothers voice from behind me, it was soft and welcoming I turned. She was smiling he features glowed in the sunlight. "I'm sorry" she said lowering her head.
"What"? The question escaped my lips without thinking. She raised he head softly and looked at me for a moment, I could see her silver hair flowing in the freeze and the sorrow in her eyes .
"Hope" she began " I'm afraid we won't be going to Bodhum" I sighed, I was about to enquire as to why when she continued to talk "your dad has a trip, and well we need to stay here and watch the shop" It was saddening indeed mom has wanted to see the Bodhum fireworks display since she was a girl and now when she finally had the chance to go and see them Dad ruined it like he always does.
She embraced me in her arms, I could here the beating of her heart "guess we will just have to watch them on TV like last time"she let go her hands were still on my shoulders smelling she said "Come on dad taking us out to the theatre his way of an apology I guess" she grasped my hand and we walked down the beech both with a little regret in our hearts.