Missing you
Chapter 1 – A cold autumn morning
She put down the phone, put some clothes into a handbag and took the car's keys. She made sure to have some cash with her and the credit card. It was
going to be a long night on the road.
Although it was Friday night she felt guilty for bothering her neighbor over midnight, Ms Appleby, a woman on her eighties who used to go to bed before ten
pm. But she had no choice, she needed someone to take care of Alpha. Fortunately Ms Appleby didn't have her waiting for so long. The old woman opened the
door, after explaining and apologizing she handed Ms Appleby in her cat together with a bag of food and some cash. Actually she told her a quite different
version of the facts, because had she told her the true reasons of her trip Ms Appleby would have hold her back longer than she expected.
She took the route towards the west Coast; her final destination, Angel Grove, her home town. It had been five years since she had driven along the same
road from Angel Grove to Florida for not coming back. However, she knew that she would have to come back eventually one day to the city that kept her
happiest and darkest memories. After all it is said that you always go back to the old places where you once loved life.
An old friend waited for her there.
She arrived to Angel Grove at dawn; although it was a cold autumn morning she opened the window to feel the fresh air. There they were, the park, Angel
Grove High, the Youth Center, every place she passed by, every corner she turned round was full of memories.
Until she finally pulled up in front of a big house in one of the most distinguished neighborhoods in town. She stated her name to the security guard who
opened the bars of the entrance gate. She drove between the green bushes that escorted visitors towards the main house. When she reached it she got off
the car and made her way through the stony path. She rang the doorbell. After some minutes a tall, black haired young man opened the door.
"¿Eugene?" She sighed
"¿Kimberly?" Eugene answered and took her into his arms
"I'm so sorry to hear the bad news" he said rubbing the back of her head.
"Thank you" Kimberly whispered as she pulled away from him.
"It's been a while" he commented and paused, "Are you ready for this?" He asked her
She nodded no and some tears fell down her pinky cheeks
He hugged her and she rested her head on his chest. He stayed in silence giving her time to put together again.
"It's time to go" She said one minute later wiping the tears with her fingers
"We'll go in my car, you shouldn't drive like this" he stated
"Thank you for everything Skull" She called him by his old high school nick
The coffin containing her mother's mortal remains was being lowered to its final destination as the priest recited a tract from the Holy Bible.
Kimberly surveyed all the faces around the grave, there were relatives and friends that she hadn't seen in years, she hardly recognized her cousin Kira, who
was already a teenager. And some other faces that she had never met.
In the opposite side, just in front of her, was her sister Katherine with her husband Jason Scott. Kimberly had heard about the wedding, actually she received
the card, which must be somewhere in her apartment in Florida inside its untouched envelope.
At Katherine's left side was him, it didn't surprise her to see him in a wheelchair, she had heard about he being ill, his body looked tired, but his look remained
cold and hard as she remembered. He hadn't taken his eyes off from her since the ceremony begun; Kimberly wondered what he felt to see her with Skull.
Maybe he thought he had won at last, but it did not matter anymore, because he had lost a daughter many years ago.
Kimberly and Katherine broke up in tears when the coffin was being covered. Skull comforted Kimberly, while Jason did the same with Kat. The rain started to
fall.
After everything was over people spread out. Kim and Skull walked along the wet grass. She heard a male rough voice calling out her name, so she turned
round and faced her father on his wheelchair, which was being pushed by one of his henchmen.
"It is nice to see you Dr Skullovitch" Dr Hart said
"My condolences Dr Hart" Skull said and Kim's father nodded
"My dear, aren't you saying hi to your father in such a painful moment after so many years?" Dr Hart demanded to Kim
"I just want you to know that I'm not here for you or for Kat or anyone else, but mom" She cleared up and walked away.
"Goodbye Dr Hart" Skull respectfully said and followed Kim to the car
"Are you okay?" Skull asked her as they sat down in the car
"Would you take me to my parent's?" Kimberly asked
"Can I ask why?" He asked as he cranked the car
"I want to keep some of my mother's stuff, I wont let him took that away from me too" She answered
They reached Hart's residence after a half hour drive.
"Good morning" Skull said to the security guard
"Good morning Dr Skullovitch" The man answered and opened the entrance gate.
Skull drove through the large garden and pulled up in front of the house.
"Are you sure of this?" Skull asked Kim, who took a deep breath and nodded yes.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Skull offered
"No, I'm fine thank you" She answered and before getting off the car she kissed him in his cheek.
"Then I'll wait here" He said and smiled
Kim went upstairs to the door and rang the bell
"Oh my God!, Ms Kimberly!" The housekeeper sighed as she opened the door
"Can't believe it, it's been so long. Please come in!" The woman said
"Yes it's been so long Dimitria" Kimberly said as she stepped in. Dimitria had served Hart's family since Kimberly had memory.
"I'm terribly sorry about Ms Hart" Dimitria gave the condolences.
"Thank you" Kim answered
"Your father hasn't arrived yet" Dimitria informed her
"I know" Kim answered while surveying the place, it hadn't change a bit since she left; only one thing was missing, she noticed an empty space in the middle
of the room.
"Where's the piano?" Kim asked her
"Your father asked it to be taken to the attic after your left, as well as your entire mother's stuff" Dimitria explained
Kimberly went upstairs to the first floor, she passed by her old bedroom, the door was half-opened so she sneaked around; everything was exactly as the
night she left. Then she aimed to the attic's stairs, in her way she passed the cleaning closet; she could still smell the bleach and feel the cold floor.
When she reached the top of the stairs she recognized at once the unmistakable curves of her large concert piano underneath a white wide blanket.
She made her way between the boxes until she reached the piano; she uncovered the keyboard and rubbed the keys gently. She remembered when she used
to sit at her mother's lap while her mother played and Kat did her ballet routine. Kimberly started to play at the age of five, before she actually learnt to write
and read, everyone said she was a gifted child, which unlike what many people may think it was not a blessing.
She couldn't help herself and felt the need to play so she pulled out the piano stool, which was underneath some boxes and sat down. As she played
she noticed one of the keys didn't sound right. She stood up and took off the blanket from the top of the piano, then opened up the lid to see what was wrong.
She frown as she found a brown envelope between the strings; she took it out and opened it. Inside there were some Polaroid photos. One of them was of
Tommy and her at the lake.
She remembered that day perfectly, she was eleven years old and Tommy was 12, Kat, who was nine, took the photo with her new Polaroid camera. They used
to go to the park a lot and the lake was their favorite place of all.
They enjoyed collecting rare gems, Tommy used to say that every gem was unique and there was not two alike. That day Tommy was very excited because he
had found two gems that were of identical size and shape, but different color, one was black and the other one was pink. The following day he asked her to
meet him at the lake after school. He had made a hole in the gems and passed a black string through each one. Tommy told her that when you find two gems
alike you should share it with your soul mate so he gave her the pink one and helped her to tie it up to her neck. He was wearing the black one like a necklace.
Kim smiled as she remembered the good old times, with one hand she held the photographs while with the other she rubbed the pink gem still hanging from
her neck.
To be continued
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