"You can go home Trace," Mike said to me. After I drove him back to Elm Tree House.
"No," I said. " Cam and Seth are here, I told them to come and help me do a proper goodbye to te kids.." I stepped out of the car, walked around it and lifted Mike´s crutches out from the back seat, then I walked around it to the front seat and helped Mike to get out of the car, and into the house. When we came to the lounge, we sat down at the sofa. The others were in the kitchen, fixing with something.
"I can´t believe I did this to you. I almost killed you."
"And you saved my life."
"But the ceiling wouldn´t have collapsed if I hadn´t slammed the door."
"If anyone should be blamed for that, it´s the people who were supposed to fix the flat. They made everything worse instead of better."
"But nothing would have happened if I hadn´t been so childish."
"And nothing of it would have happened if I hadn´t been so joyful over Melanie, you have every right in the world to be mad at me. I just didn´t want to show you how sad I was about you leaving."
"Mike," Gina came into the lounge, "What happened? You´re OK man?"
"I think we should go to the kitchen, you can listen when I tell the children what happened. So I won´t have to tell the same story a billion times."
Gina went to the kitchen and I helped Mike to stand up.
"Are you sure you´re not mad?"
"Mad for what? For saving my life?"
I smiled beyond my tears, that had started streaming down my face, and gave Mike a big hug.
"I won´t forget you, I promise." I sobbed.
"And I won´t forget you, I promise." Mike patted my shoulder.