I do not hear her as she calls. I will not respond even if she calls. I am Jane Clementine Rizzoli and I will not be persuaded to leave. To leave the closet; to leave the only place, the only way, for me to be with her.
It'll happen any moment now. I know it. Mother never asks or wonders where I go. She says she doesn't need to know. I, Maura Dorothea Isles, wouldn't be able to explain it anyway. It'll happen any moment now. At seven it happens. At seven, and she'll be there. It'll happen any moment now. I'll be home.
A soft hum that grows, a little whir and it's done.
She'll be there and I'll get to be with her.
It starts out soft and low, like a little hum that increases as each second goes. It hums, it groans and like cog wheels turning, it happens.
She'll be there and I'll be home.
I was scared at first. I was playing hide-and-seek with Frankie. I could hear him counting, trying to draw out the last few numbers because he hurried past the first seven. I could hear him in the corridor. There was just a small line of light in here, the closet. I was holding my breath and waiting to not be found. I'm very good at this game. Then I heard it. A soft gentle hum and at first I thought it was my tummy but then I heard a slight click. The line of light seemed different, it changed. It seemed to be brighter. I was curious, I was inquisitive and the officer I met at the pound, officer Korsak, said that I'll make a good detective with this heart of mine. Ma didn't approve but, Ma hardly ever approves of anything. Not the pants only personal rule, or the as she calls it, rough-housing with Frankie and Tommy. She approved of Jo though, but that's because, officer Korsak said she'll make me learn responsibilities. It's a big word. So Ma says. All I know is that, if Jo is hungry, she comes and barks at me. So I find food or her treats for her. Same with water. Jo knows she can count on me. Pop yells at me though. He doesn't like Jo, or any of us much. He yells, a lot. Still, back to the story. It's the day I met someone so special; someone who has hair that glows. I asked Ma once. I used the yellow crayon for the stick lady I drew; I gave her yellow hair. Ma said that if it's for hair, I can call it golden, whilst my hair is called raven. Not black. But raven. I was scared at first, but not anymore.
I open the closet door and we'll be together.
Mother was leaving. She was always flying. Father is never at the house; he works abroad and he sends presents. I wish he'll be back at the house instead. Mother is always flying, to see Father or to work and she sends or brings back presents too. I wish they'll both stay at the house instead. Presents don't make me feel as presents should make me. I know. I've checked. It's defined as a gift given to serve as a way to elicit delight and happiness from the recipient and or to express love, gratitude and for special occasions like birthdays. Often the response is to say thank you or to scream with glee. Rarely is one supposed to feel sunken but I feel sunken when I see presents. That's another word I learnt. I learn words in the big book in the huge library; I learn words from the dictionary. I thought maybe Mother would stay if she can talk to a grown up at the house so she doesn't have to fly so often. Grown-ups use big words. So I learn to learn big words. I'm very good at it. Mother is impressed but Mother still flies. I know that she loves me and that Father loves me. They tell me, often. In letters, in the emails I'm learning to open and through the presents. I know they love me. But I don't feel like they love me. They don't keep me company like books keep me company. Books help me. They brought me to the closet. They brought me to her. I was reading the chronicles of Narnia that day. There was a magic closet where it leads to people and company. I had a closet. So I went to sit in it. I know that scientifically it was impossible for the closet to have a world at the back of it but, I still went to sit in it. I'm happy that I did. At first I felt a sense of adventure and then I felt silly. I was about to leave the closet when I heard the humming. It was soothing so I just stayed still to listen. I heard the sound of machinery next. After that, I heard nothing. Quiet. So I stood to leave the closet. The impossible had happened. I thought I was dreaming. That maybe I had fallen asleep and didn't know. Then I saw a bobbing head in the distance. I chose caution as I exited the closet and I found something better than presents. I found her.
I open the closet door and I know that we'll be a home.
They leave. They leave the closet.
They meet each other.
A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~
Not that it's an important detail but, this is a re-upload.