Disclaimer: I do not own The Interpreter or any of the characters associated with the movie.
A/N: OK, so I finally decided to take a chance and write this story. Right now I have no idea how many chapter's there'll be or how frequent the updates will be but I really had to get this out of my head. :)
LEAVING AFRICA
Chapter 1
The hot summer day was turning into a chilly night as Silvia stared aimlessly into the distance. For the past three months she had been living in her family's old house, alone. The house looked worn and damaged, just like one would expect, but it still had a roof and four walls. The only thing missing was life. Everything was quiet for the most part. Silvia's friends were all gone, either dead or missing and she knew a few had fled Matobo. She had no family left anymore. Silvia knew full well that self pity wouldn't help but sometimes the tears just came and she let them.
But this time it wasn't about all the horrors she had seen and faced. This was about saying good bye. Her eyes travelled along the landscape before her. She had it all memorized and for that she was glad. Silvia didn't want to forget but to move on. She didn't know if she would ever come back. In her hands she held an envelope and as she tweaked it open it revealed a plain ticket. A smile appeared on her tear struck face as she thought of the things to come. Things would finally get better and she would finally get to see Tobin. His appeal had fallen through and she was going home. Funny, she thought, how she didn't think of Matobo as her home anymore. She may have told Tobin that it was ok and that she was going home but they had both known better.
Tomorrow Silvia's life would begin anew. She would have to get a new job, a new place to live and definitely a new pair of shoes. She knew her days at the UN were numbered but quite frankly, she was over the UN. It was time for something different. But first, she would find a place to live in.
Besides discovering her new life she was overjoyed by the thought of seeing Tobin. They had known each other only briefly but had gone through so much together. She cared for him deeply and during her time back in Africa, he had been a very common and welcome figure in her thoughts. Silvia could still see the clear image of him occupying the parapet, trying to say good bye, not only to her but to Laurie as well.
As Silvia was about to return inside, she glanced back one more time.
"I'm going home," she whispered to herself.
TBC...