Okay so here is chapter 2 and it's in Mutt's POV. I had to change it to get the other side of the story.
I sat at the desk in the house I lived I with my dad, mom, and daughter, Henri. Henri, my little girl. She reminded me so much of her mother. It was her idea to keep the tradition going by naming her Henri. It wasn't the same spelling but it looked like it fit a girl more. I wonder where her mother is now.
We were never married. She wanted to have a kid first so we could see if it would work out but obviously it didn't. She left when Henri was only a year old. God, I missed her.
I looked around my office. It was just an extra room I had claimed. I looked at my desk to see papers that I had to grade. I never thought in all my life I would end up doing this, being a teacher I mean. I liked archeology, the adventures and the mystery behind each artifact that I dug up.
My dad still took interest in it, often times coming on digs with me and my students. We had become close over the years, trying to make up for the time we lost when I was growing up. I loved my parents so much that it was hard to put into words.
"Knock, knock," I turned to see my mother standing in the door way holding a basket of clothes in her hands. "Need anything?" She questioned.
"Can you please get Henri for me? I need to speak with her." I replied.
"What is it about this time?" She inquired. She had a look on her face that made me feel uncomfortable.
"About the dig Dad and I are going next week." I hoped the answer would be enough for her.
"Sure." But she didn't look to happy about it. She walked away looking like she was cursing under her breath.
I went on digs with my students at least every three months. It was something that I thought the students needed to do; to see and feel the way archeology works. Notes in the classroom weren't enough to understand this type of topic. I loved it when my dad could join us when we went.
A knock came at the door; this time it was Henri. "You called for me?" she asked.
"I did," she was such a beautiful girl, but it wasn't something I've ever said to her face. "Sit," I commanded, nodding towards to the chair across from my desk. She sat down quickly and I began to speak.
"I thought you might like to know I'm heading on another dig next week and your grandfather will be joining me." That was pretty much it in a nutshell.
"May I ask where you are going and for how long?"
"We will be heading down South to an area where they have just uncovered a cave with Native American drawings within it. We think that there might be some artifacts in the surrounding area. We would probably be gone about two weeks."
Henri looked up with tear welling eyes. "Thank you for informing me." She stood up, her voice was cracking. "If you will excuse me, I have things to do." I could see the tears almost wanting to spill over but she held firm. She left the room with haste; leaving me with a disgusted feeling. I made my daughter cry.
I'm really sorry it took me so long to update. I would have done it sooner if my stupid computer hadn't deleted the file. Grrrrrrrrrr…..:( P.S. I was listening to Christmas music as I wrote this. I love the Hoildays!
