CHAPTER 25-THE TALK.
Mirage got out of her car and grabbed a bag of groceries before heading inside. After walking through it, she turned around to lock the door. Once she turned back around, she leaned back in fright at suddenly seeing a boy that looked to be 19 years old with blonde hair, glasses, a Captain America jacket, green and red undershirt, blue jeans and green and black Nikes.
"Hello, Mirage." the boy said.
"How did you get in my house?!" Mirage asked before she threw a defensive punch at the boy, only for him to block it with his wrist.
"Dash and Violet gave me the key you gave them." the boy answered before he took her fist and put it down.
"Let me guess, they sent you. Well, if you don't have any other business with me, the door's right there." Mirage said before she walked past the boy and into the kitchen, where her mouth fell open at seeing the boy at her table and eating a cookie.
"You bake well." the boy said.
Mirage put her groceries down in frustration and she said, "This is harassment. I'm calling the police." before she walked to her phone and picked it up.
"The police won't do anything. They know my methods. I'm not leaving until you talk to me." the boy said. Mirage looked at him and when he gave her a look that said he was serious, she sighed and put down the phone.
"Fine, but at least tell me what your name is." Mirage said as she sat at the table.
"Eric with a C." the boy answered before he ate the rest of the cookie and looked at her, "Mirage, Dash and Violet were very upset over your message. You broke their hearts." he said with a calm tone.
"I know, but, Eric, that vase isn't replaceable. It was all I had of my parents. To think that I let those two call me their aunt. I never should have bought them that Xbox One in the first place. Those two just wanted me to spoil them all because I was nice to them." Mirage said.
"Wrong!" Eric said, banging on the table, surprising Mirage as he looked at her with a strict face.
"They were trying to give you a family because you never had one. They weren't looking to be spoiled, Mirage, they wanted you to have the life you never had. Think about this. If they wanted to be spoiled, Dash would've asked you for a million things a kid his age would want, but he didn't. He simply asked for one little thing and was all right if you couldn't get it and settled for the next time he could have it. He could've kept asking you for more games for the Xbox One, as could've Violet, but they didn't. They got all those other ones themselves. All they cared about when it came to you was making you happy and spending time with you. Why do you think Violet invited to that spa?" Eric asked.
"True, but they disobeyed me behind my back. I told them no football in my house and what do I find when I come back? The vase is broken and they have a foam football that they were playing with." Mirage said.
"Dash and Violet only played with it because Dash didn't think it could cause any harm due to it's small size and softness. In truth, he wasn't wrong to think that. They just got carried away. They got further apart for greater throwing distance and power and Violet threw it a little too hard. You do have a right to be angry at them for it, but you need to realize that their mistake caused an accident. Both can happen. We all make them." Eric replied.
Mirage looked understanding for a bit before she sighed and said, "Maybe I was a little too hard on them, but I still don't know if I can forgive them."
"Mirage, I can't force you to think a certain way. But, I do hope that you at least take something away from our talk." Eric said before he headed for the front door.
Right as he was about to leave, he turned around and said, "Two more things. One, sorry for barging into your house. Two, expect one more package from Dash and Violet, and this one, you can't send back. Merry Christmas." before leaving.
Mirage stared after him before, as if on cue, the mail truck pulled up. Mirage walked outside and signed for the package, which she saw was marked CANNOT RETURN TO SENDER. She sighed before she went back inside and opened the package, which she saw was something covered in wrapping paper. She opened it and found a long wooden box. She opened it and saw something that made her gasp loudly.