Visitor From Dublin Pt 4
"Where is it? Who's been in my dresser, and my things?" Johnny shouted, and Murdock was surprised at the raised voice, of his soft spoken son. He shouldn't have knowtested it, yet. He hadn't finished with it yet. He would just play dumb. Scott came out of his room, buttoning his shirt, and went into his brothers room. He saw three shirts and two pairs of pants on the floor, several underwear, and sock littered the floor. Drawers opened and Johnny looking frantically for something.
"What did you lose? Your one tie?" Said Scott and smiled.It looks like all your things are there on the floor. "Did you buy something new?" His brother turned to him, a serious look on his face.
"It's missing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I had it in the top dresser, under my blue shirt."
"But where could it be? "
"I don't know Scott, but somebody took it, I'm sure of it."
"I didn't do it brother." Johnny smiled a tiny smile, and put his hand on his brothers arm.
"Hey I know that, you only steal my desserts."
"Well that's what big brothers do, to make sure their little brothers don't get sick from too many sweets." Scott thought for a moment and then headed to his room, and was followed by his shadow.
He went to his dresser, and opened the cuff link box he kept on top. He moved the stuff inside around, and he felt the bottom, and found...nothing. He turned his anger beginning to grow.
"Mine is gone too."
"We'll I know Teresa didn't do it, and Eoin didn't. So who does that leave? Asked Johnny as he made eye contact with his brother.
"Murdock? But why?"
"Think about it, how was he acting, before Eoin came? How he has been acting since we came here?"
"Yeah I guess you are right. He kept saying we weren't doing enough, didn't deserve..." His voice trailed off.
"He has decided we don't own anything here." Scott looked around the room, and picked up a vase and threw it across the room at the wall, where it shattered and fell in pieces to the hard wood floor. "Damn him."
"Well what do we do brother?" Johnny said and began to chew on a piece of jerky, where it came from Scott didn't know,probably kept them in his pockets. Just in case there was nothing else to chew on.
"I think we steal it back."
"Well I been thinking brother." He shut the door and lowered his voice even more. "I have been thinking of something Scott. I have been thinking of leaving here, and going somewhere else and starting over."
"No, you can't do that, I would miss you." Scotts' look of angst over this news made Johnny smile inwardly.
"I had planned to talk to you about it, and ask you..." He stopped and looked out the window."To go with me, just you and me, we can't start over somewhere, you are enough family for me."
"I'll go with you, keep you out of trouble." Johnny smiled brightly and Scott did too. He went and gave his little brother a hug, that was returned. "I'm not letting you leave me again. You are enough family for me as well, little brother. But we still have to fix Murdock for this little theft."
Murdock could not make out the words through the door, and he knew he had to think of something. But what. Eoin was in the front room, looking at the books there. He liked to read, and Murdock thought to himself, I can blame it on him, plant the papers on him. He smiled. Then I'll get them back afterwards.
The sound of metal striking metal outside was heard. Scott stood with his back to the wall, his arms crossed as he watched from beneath the brim of his hat. Johnny was swinging at Eoin. He had the basic moves down. But that wasn't enought for his brother.He would not be content, until he was as good with the sword as he was with the gun.
Eoin, he swung his sword in a arch towards Johnnys' head, and the blade was stopped inches from the dark haired mans face. Then the sword slid and came in under Eoins and stopped a hairs breath away from Eoins throat. Eoin smiled, at his pupil.
"You have a way with the sword of your ancestors. A warrior you be." Johnny smiled at that.
"Yes my brother is quite the warrrior, fist,guns and now swords.You should see him with a gun, there is none faster."Johnny turned and saw and heard the pride in his brother for him.
"Thank you brother, I might not put a frog down your shirt now. For a day or two."
"Oh thanks, little brother, that is a relief, but you didn't say anything about ice, or a worm."
"I know."
Eoin watched the two, and felt the love the brothers felt for each other. They were indeed the two heros all over again. They even looked like their famous ancestors.
"Boys, I was wonderin if you were like to go to Ireland with me? Get to know your family there, and see your inheritance, maybe you will wont to stay." Both young men turned to him, and then to each other, and both spoke at the same time.
"Yes!"
"Good, then we need to prepare for the trip, we can leave whenever you are ready."
"How about tomorrow? We have unfinished business here first." Eoin nodded he knew what it was about, and he felt anger at the father of these young men, who would give a legacy and then take it away, because he is selfish, and mean. Well he knew where they would be wonted.
"Where is it? Who's been in my dresser, and my things?" Johnny shouted, and Murdock was surprised at the raised voice, of his soft spoken son. He shouldn't have knowtested it, yet. He hadn't finished with it yet. He would just play dumb. Scott came out of his room, buttoning his shirt, and went into his brothers room. He saw three shirts and two pairs of pants on the floor, several underwear, and sock littered the floor. Drawers opened and Johnny looking frantically for something.
"What did you lose? Your one tie?" Said Scott and smiled.It looks like all your things are there on the floor. "Did you buy something new?" His brother turned to him, a serious look on his face.
"It's missing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I had it in the top dresser, under my blue shirt."
"But where could it be? "
"I don't know Scott, but somebody took it, I'm sure of it."
"I didn't do it brother." Johnny smiled a tiny smile, and put his hand on his brothers arm.
"Hey I know that, you only steal my desserts."
"Well that's what big brothers do, to make sure their little brothers don't get sick from too many sweets." Scott thought for a moment and then headed to his room, and was followed by his shadow.
He went to his dresser, and opened the cuff link box he kept on top. He moved the stuff inside around, and he felt the bottom, and found...nothing. He turned his anger beginning to grow.
"Mine is gone too."
"We'll I know Teresa didn't do it, and Eoin didn't. So who does that leave? Asked Johnny as he made eye contact with his brother.
"Murdock? But why?"
"Think about it, how was he acting, before Eoin came? How he has been acting since we came here?"
"Yeah I guess you are right. He kept saying we weren't doing enough, didn't deserve..." His voice trailed off.
"He has decided we don't own anything here." Scott looked around the room, and picked up a vase and threw it across the room at the wall, where it shattered and fell in pieces to the hard wood floor. "Damn him."
"Well what do we do brother?" Johnny said and began to chew on a piece of jerky, where it came from Scott didn't know,probably kept them in his pockets. Just in case there was nothing else to chew on.
"I think we steal it back."
"Well I been thinking brother." He shut the door and lowered his voice even more. "I have been thinking of something Scott. I have been thinking of leaving here, and going somewhere else and starting over."
"No, you can't do that, I would miss you." Scotts' look of angst over this news made Johnny smile inwardly.
"I had planned to talk to you about it, and ask you..." He stopped and looked out the window."To go with me, just you and me, we can't start over somewhere, you are enough family for me."
"I'll go with you, keep you out of trouble." Johnny smiled brightly and Scott did too. He went and gave his little brother a hug, that was returned. "I'm not letting you leave me again. You are enough family for me as well, little brother. But we still have to fix Murdock for this little theft."
Murdock could not make out the words through the door, and he knew he had to think of something. But what. Eoin was in the front room, looking at the books there. He liked to read, and Murdock thought to himself, I can blame it on him, plant the papers on him. He smiled. Then I'll get them back afterwards.
The sound of metal striking metal outside was heard. Scott stood with his back to the wall, his arms crossed as he watched from beneath the brim of his hat. Johnny was swinging at Eoin. He had the basic moves down. But that wasn't enought for his brother.He would not be content, until he was as good with the sword as he was with the gun.
Eoin, he swung his sword in a arch towards Johnnys' head, and the blade was stopped inches from the dark haired mans face. Then the sword slid and came in under Eoins and stopped a hairs breath away from Eoins throat. Eoin smiled, at his pupil.
"You have a way with the sword of your ancestors. A warrior you be." Johnny smiled at that.
"Yes my brother is quite the warrrior, fist,guns and now swords.You should see him with a gun, there is none faster."Johnny turned and saw and heard the pride in his brother for him.
"Thank you brother, I might not put a frog down your shirt now. For a day or two."
"Oh thanks, little brother, that is a relief, but you didn't say anything about ice, or a worm."
"I know."
Eoin watched the two, and felt the love the brothers felt for each other. They were indeed the two heros all over again. They even looked like their famous ancestors.
"Boys, I was wonderin if you were like to go to Ireland with me? Get to know your family there, and see your inheritance, maybe you will wont to stay." Both young men turned to him, and then to each other, and both spoke at the same time.
"Yes!"
"Good, then we need to prepare for the trip, we can leave whenever you are ready."
"How about tomorrow? We have unfinished business here first." Eoin nodded he knew what it was about, and he felt anger at the father of these young men, who would give a legacy and then take it away, because he is selfish, and mean. Well he knew where they would be wonted.