Time Flies

Preface

Welcome back to chapter 32. I hope you will enjoy it.

Chapter 32

General POV

"What are we gonna do?" Gil asked. "I don't know." Oona said. "I better go home. I don't want to disturb you 2 more with my problems." She added. "No Oona. We are friends. We will help you. Every time one of us had a problem, we helped him or her together." Molly said. "But this isn't a problem like the ones we had before. I don't know if this is worse than the kidnapping." "Ah, euh we always said that about a problem. But it always ended well." Gil added. "Yeah he got a point." Molly added too. Oona looked up to her friends. "I want to find a solution, but I don't know..." "We will find a solution together yes, but you are the only one who can really solve this. Nonny will listen to you." Molly said. "That's kind of true." Oona said. "Now let's begin.

"It's not gonna be that simple. He probably believes that you don't suspect him right?" Gil asked. Oona nodded. "So going to him now and telling him is a bad idea. He will be shocked and thinking: "How do you know this?" and stuff. Just not the good thing to do." "And what do you propose?" "You must progressively give him hints that you might know his problem. Like you go to him and tell that a family member died because of smoking. After that you say how many people die every year of smoking. You can do the research. Another thing you could do is, when walking down the street with him, pick up the rests of cigarettes and critic those people. Then critic smoking in general." "But that will hurt him." "Oona! There is no other solution. With these hints he will begin realizing that smoking is bad. He will try to stop, but that's hard, so he will change in behavior. Then confront him. If you don't do anything then HE will die! Nonny will eternally be part of the past. YOUR Nonny!" Gil said loudly. Oona looked at the ground and back to her friend. "You are right in a certain way. I have no choice." Oona said softly. "Maybe you should look for the place where he hides his cigarettes too. Then ask him what's in there. He will start panicking. Say that he can tell the truth and sh*t like that." "Okay, I will try. But when he admits... What do we do after?" Oona asked. She began panicking again. Gil reassured her. "Calm down. Then he must tell his parents and get special aid. A psychologist or something." Oona nodded.

"Well I'm going now. I really... thank you for the help." "No problem Oona." The 2 friends hugged. "Don't be embarrassed." Molly said sarcastically. "I'm going, bye Molly." "You leave already? I just made some drinks." "I'm sorry but I have to go." "Okay, bye." Oona left. "I hope everything will be alright with them." Molly said. "Yeah, I hope it doesn't hurt their relationship." Gil said. "Now, what movie were we watching?" Molly asked. "Oh euh you think it's the right moment for a movie? With Oona and Nonny pouah, that made me completely... euh." Gil said nervously. "Hmmm. I really wanna watch that movie. Maybe, you want something else before we watch it?" Molly said softly sitting down. "Really? Can I?" Molly nodded with a playful smile. "Thanks Molls, you're the best." Gil ran to the kitchen and came back with a pack of cookies. "My parents don't buy these. I love them." Gil said with his mouth filled. Molly was completely of the map. "No, Gil, I... Didn't mean that." "What then?" "I meant, something, we can share you know?" Molly said again with a seductive smile. Gil looked at Molly while eating a cookie. He then 'realized' what he had to do. "Oh, sorry. I really don't have manners. Take a cookie. That's what you meant huh? Sharing." Gil said being serious. Molly looked annoyed. She facepalmed and gave up.

At Deemas house. Deema was making herself ready to go to her new hockey club. Goby -who promised to hockey with her- was knocking on the door. "Oh hello Goby. Come in, Deema is in her bedroom." Deemas mother said. "Thank you, Clara. Can I call you Clara?" Goby said. "Of course Goby." Deemas mother said lauging. Goby entered the house, he had to pass the living room. He saw Deemas father again. "Hmm, hello sir." Goby said stuttering a bit. "Humm hmm." Was all he got as an answer. "What a progress, normally he just ignores me." Goby thought. "Karl, why do you always ignore this polite boy!" Deemas mother said. Goby felt awkward and remained silent. "I married a polite man. I really love you but some of your opinions are just horrible." Goby silently slipped out of the conversation into Deemas room.

"Heyy sweetheart." Goby said entering Deemas room. "Ready for your first day of hockey?" Deema said. "Yeah. I was afraid that with the virus we couldn't go but the government allowed it 1 week back." "Yes, it was pretty boring. But I'm still happy we have no school." Deema commented. "Yeah, and it's almost summer vacation."

"He is a good boy for her!" Deemas mother shouted. Goby and Deema went downstairs. "Sup mom, sup dad." Deema said. Goby just waved shyly. And they exited the house. "Are they always shouting like that?" Goby asked. "Nah it's not usual. They only begin arguing when it's about 'different opinions of sensitive subjects'." Deema explained. "Like what?" Goby asked. Deema was silent for a moment. "Sigh. Example: you." "Me? How?" "Well, my mother really likes you but my father is more skeptical." "That's why he ignores me." "Partially..." "Partially?" Deema took a deep breath. "Well... My father, has his 'opinions' about you and... your ethnicity..." Goby looked disappointed. "He is racist?" "Kind off." Deema said. "A and you?" Goby said getting worried. "Of course not. And I really dislike the opinions of my father. But I love him. I don't like talking about... racism, politics, all those things. It reminds me of his dark side." "Ironic." "But, but... Think about later. If he becomes my step-dad? I can't live with that. Can't we change his opinions?" "I'm afraid that we can't. You can't just change those kinds of harsh opinions." "Sigh... But, we are all humans." "Yes, but some humans are inhumane or have inhumane opinions. I'm sorry that you know this about my father." "No, It's better that you told me, or I had to find it out by myself... I really want to change his mind."

That's it for today. Hope you liked it. Review to tell me your opinion... No your opinion about the chapter. It might be a mature theme but it really is a big problem that continues to grow and affects ALL of us. I'm not going to express my 'political opinion' but being racist is just a bad thing.

Just remember 1 thing: There is only 1 race, the human race.