MASK; codename, Storm
The long expected sequel of 'a lost daughter'
Hello guys, I'm back! Did you miss me? Did you miss my stories? Do you still want to know what happens with the family Tracker and how Sarah is doing? Well, I've got good news… Here is the long expected sequel of 'MASK, a lost daughter…' This time, Sarah comes home, after being in a clinic for over two years… Everything will be explained in the story itself.
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Some notes before the story begins;
Takes place two years after the first story… It is wise to read 'Mask, a lost daughter first'
English is not my first language
I do not have a beta yet…/i
1.
The wind howled and rain poured from the sky, late in the evening as a taxi pulled onto the driveway and stopped before the entrance of the house. The passenger paid and then opened the door and stepped out. The person ran toward the trunk and opened it, took the suitcases out and then closed the trunk again. She greeted the chauffeur politely as he started the engine again and drove off. The person smiled at the retreating cab and then run toward the door, her bags and suitcases, clacking on the stairs. Home; she was finally home… A shiver of anticipation went through her as she rang the bell and waited.
The owner of the house looked up from a pile of papers that was laying in front of him and frowned. He wasn't expecting anyone, not at this hour. Who could it be? He stood up and left his working room. 'Do I need to get that, dad?' A voice called out of the gaming room. 'That will not be necessary Scott, I'll get it…' He called and walked through the long corridor toward the entrance door and then opened it. Blood drained from his face and looked at the person in front of him.
'Hey dad, I'm home…' She said and wrapped her arms around his neck.
'S-Sarah…' He stuttered, surprised, then he gave a thankful smile and wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly. He closed his eyes and was happy, his daughter was home, after all these years. He finally had her back, back into their lives…
After a while he let her go and looked at her. 'So much like your mother…' Matt whispered as he lay a hand on her cheek and stroked it softly. Sarah chuckled and closed her eyes 'I missed you guys so terribly that I came back.' She said and then opened her eyes and looked at him. 'may I come in… it is getting a bit cold here… standing out here in the pouring rain, isn't what I call a warm welcome…'
Matt laughed and stepped aside to let her in. She stepped inside as her father brought in her suitcases and closed the door. 'Scott will be thrilled to know that you're here…' Matt said as he hugged her again. 'I can't believe that you're back…'
Sarah chuckled and rubbed his back: 'Well, I'm not going anywhere soon, so we'll have time enough to catch up…' Matt Tracker let go of his daughter and nodded.
'Is Scott here too?'
'Yeah, he is in the gaming room…'
'Okay, I'll give him a quick hello then…' And spurted away toward the gaming room.
'Who was that, dad?' Scott asked as he looked very intriguing to the screen.
Sarah smirked and said: 'your sister…'
Scott whirled around and scrambled to his feet: 'Sarah!' He called and knocked into her.
'Yeah, that would be me…' She laughed and hugged him back.
'Jelgh, you're all wet…' He said as he retreated from her and looked at his older sister.
'Well, yeah, duh; it is raining outside…' Sarah chuckled and ruffled his hair.
'Nice to have you back, sis…' He said and hugged her again.
'It is nice to be back, little brother, it is nice to be back…' She smiled and tightened the hug.
'I'll just get into a few pair of clean clothes and then I'll be back okay?' Sarah asked after some time. Scott nodded and took a step back from her.
'I'll be right back, and then we can talk some more okay?' Sarah said and left the gaming room again. As she stepped out she found her dad waiting for her, she gave him a smile and said: 'Okay, now I want to get in some more comfortable clothes…'
Matt laughed and said: 'Come on, then I'll get you to you room… Scott and I redecorated it last week; we were just about finished, so it can still smell a little bit of paint…'
'Oh, that doesn't really matter, I'm already glad that I'm home again.' Sarah said and stopped before her old bedroom door and her father opened it.
Sarah stepped in and her mouth dropped open. 'So, this was the reason for all those questions, you asked me lately…' She said as she stepped further into the room.
Matt nodded: 'Do you like it?' He asked.
'Dad, I love it… wow!' And hugged him.
'Closets, bed, and that door leads to your very own bathroom…' He said as he pointed it out to her.
'Wow…' She whispered as she turned around.
Her room was crème colored with white curtains and floor. The bed was a brown fourstander. On the bed lay white blankets with a rose-pettle print on it. Nest to the bed stood a nightstand with a beautiful lamp on it and some small things. Just in front of the bed was a broken white chest, that could be used as a bench, and you could place blankets in it. In the far corner of the room; next to the window stood a low table with a comfortable chair, close to the chair there was low bookcase with several books in it. Right of the bedroom door stood her desk with a high chair placed before it. On it, stood a brand new computer and a cd/radio player.
'I do think you know how to deal with it?' He asked as he pointed at the equipment.
Sarah nodded as she softly stroked the keyboard 'yeah, I do…' she said.
'Okay, why don't you freshen up a bit, and then meet us in the living room…' He said as he looked at her. Sarah nodded and grinned. Matt smiled and then left her in her new room. After he closed the door he turned to the kitchen to make some tea.