Part 11, enjoy, but I think this is going to be the second to last part. Thakns for the reviews, hope you enjoy it.
I should mention. The original concept for this story was nothing like it has turned out. My original plan when I strted typing was to have Max and Logan adopt another child and have McKenzie jealous or something. Somewhere in the first chapter, it took a different route.
I think this route turned out better than the other one would have...Think so?
-egbkid
Rory got up early the next morning and found Jace in Max's room helping him get dressed. He was tired and still feeling sick, so he was struggling.
"Need some help?" Rory asked, standing in the doorway.
"No, I'm alright." Jace answered as she finally got Max's arm through his sweater. "I have to take Max to the doctor. I should be home around six-thirty, but the bus comes earlier. Could you watch Meiying and then drop her off at one of the neighbours before you go?"
"Sure, no problem, I have nothing to do today."
"Just try not to get her on the topic of Seattle or any other large city for that matter. She can go on for days, non-stop, about them. It's doubtful that she will ever get to go see one of them, so I don't want to get her hopes up by talking about them."
"No problem." Jace picked up Max and carried him downstairs, Rory following. "Oh, here, in case you may need this, I'll pay you now. Thanks for letting me stay here." He dug out three hundred dollars from his pocket and gave it to her. "You're a great cook, if I meet anyone coming this way, I'll tell them to stop."
"Thank you. I don't have time to cook breakfast today, so can you guys..."
"Don't worry, we'll be alright. I know your drive is waiting. It was really nice meeting you, and I hope to see you again someday."
"Thank you!" Jace said, carrying Max out the door, he had fallen asleep on her shoulder.
"No, thank you. Bye!" Outside, Rory was playing the happy guest, but inside he was feeling like a jerk because of what Logan had asked him to do later that day. He went back to the kitchen and sat down at the table, thinking. Before he knew it, Meiying was standing beside him.
"Rory? Where are Aunt Jace and Max?"
"Max is still feeling sick. He had to go to the doctor's. Your aunt Jace asked me to take care of you until she gets back. Why don't you go get dressed, and I'll make you some breakfast, then we'll play a game or something."
"Alright." She ran upstairs and was back by the time Rory had the cereal, milk and bowls on the table. They ate their cereal, then did the dishes and gathered the eggs, then sat back down at the table.
"So, why do you live with your Aunt, Meiying?"
"Well, my mother died when I was a baby." She answered, adjusting her glasses.
"What about your father."
"I don't know. But the way they try to keep me off the subject of Seattle, I think he lives there."
"They?"
"Aunt Jace and Uncle Zack. Sometimes Uncle Zane comes to visit too, but I haven't seen him in a while."
"Cool, your mom must have had lots of brothers and sisters."
"I think there are thirteen altogether. My mother's name was Max; my cousin is named after her. Then there's Jace, Zack, Zane, Krit, Syl, and Jondi. Oh, and Tinga and Ben, but they died a long time ago. And there are four more, but I can't remember their names."
"Wow, your mom has a big family."
"Yeah."
"What about your dad?"
"They never talk about him. I guess they don't want me to know about him for some reason, but sometimes…"
"Sometimes what?"
"Sometimes, I feel as if I have met him, like I used to live with him or something."
"Maybe you have."
"Maybe. What about your parents?"
"My father is a detective. I don't remember my mother that much, she died when I was small, too."
"Cool, so we're sort of the same, then."
"Yeah, we are. I have to go home to see my father today."
"You are? You are going to Portland?" Meiying started to get excited.
"Actually, I'm going to Seattle first."
"Oh! I wish I could go with you! I don't like living here! Please take me with you!" Rory got up and went to the fridge to get a drink.
"But I thought you grew up here, and loved it."
"I just say that to make Aunt Jace and Uncle Zack happy. They think I adore school too, but I hate it. I have no friends but Max, and he won't even talk to me sometimes. It's because I talk different. I don't fit in."
"You don't?"
"No. Everyone who lives here has a funny accent, and speak half Spanish. I know Spanish, but I still don't have the accent. Even Max has it, and he's younger than me."
"But you grew up here."
"No I didn't!"
"How do you know?"
"Because I do. Take me back to Seattle, Rory, help me find my Papa and my Mama!"
"You remember?" Rory asked, amazed. He sat back down.
"Who are you, really?"
"First, tell me. What do you know about your Mama and your Papa?"
"Just a minute." Meiying got up and went upstairs. Rory could hear her rummaging around in her room. She came back with a newspaper clipping. "This. I found it one day, in a newspaper Uncle Zack brought. It was about four years ago. That's when I remembered everything. Rory? What did Aunt Jace say your last name was?"
"Sung."
"I remember you. You were one of my best friends." Rory took the newspaper article from Meiying and looked at it. It was dated two years after she had been taken, and from Seattle. There was a picture of her and Logan, and a bit about what had happened, and who to contact if she was seen."
"How did you get this without Zack and Jace knowing?"
"I can't remember, but I know it wasn't to hard."
"So how much do you remember?"
"I remember we lived up high, like the twentieth floor or something. I remember Mama and Papa, decorating for my eighth birthday party. I remember three years before, Mama had come back, she had been gone my whole life. I remember going to school and my friends Michael and Michelle, and I remember you. You called me Mac, because my name was, is McKenzie Alexandria Cale. Mama gave me the name McKenzie because she was with Aunt Jace when I was born."
"I remember your eighth party. We showed up, Dad and me, and Max was practically hysterical. You were missing, and no one knew what to do."
"I remember Uncle Zack snuck in my window, and put a cloth over my face, the next thing I remember was being here. They told me I had been in a coma for a month, that I had been in an accident and I was o confused they said I had amnesia. Take me back to Seattle, Rory. Please. I miss Mama and Papa so much."
"Alright. We have to make a plan, so Zack and Jace don't know where you are, but first I have to make a phone call."
To Be Continued...
I should mention. The original concept for this story was nothing like it has turned out. My original plan when I strted typing was to have Max and Logan adopt another child and have McKenzie jealous or something. Somewhere in the first chapter, it took a different route.
I think this route turned out better than the other one would have...Think so?
-egbkid
Rory got up early the next morning and found Jace in Max's room helping him get dressed. He was tired and still feeling sick, so he was struggling.
"Need some help?" Rory asked, standing in the doorway.
"No, I'm alright." Jace answered as she finally got Max's arm through his sweater. "I have to take Max to the doctor. I should be home around six-thirty, but the bus comes earlier. Could you watch Meiying and then drop her off at one of the neighbours before you go?"
"Sure, no problem, I have nothing to do today."
"Just try not to get her on the topic of Seattle or any other large city for that matter. She can go on for days, non-stop, about them. It's doubtful that she will ever get to go see one of them, so I don't want to get her hopes up by talking about them."
"No problem." Jace picked up Max and carried him downstairs, Rory following. "Oh, here, in case you may need this, I'll pay you now. Thanks for letting me stay here." He dug out three hundred dollars from his pocket and gave it to her. "You're a great cook, if I meet anyone coming this way, I'll tell them to stop."
"Thank you. I don't have time to cook breakfast today, so can you guys..."
"Don't worry, we'll be alright. I know your drive is waiting. It was really nice meeting you, and I hope to see you again someday."
"Thank you!" Jace said, carrying Max out the door, he had fallen asleep on her shoulder.
"No, thank you. Bye!" Outside, Rory was playing the happy guest, but inside he was feeling like a jerk because of what Logan had asked him to do later that day. He went back to the kitchen and sat down at the table, thinking. Before he knew it, Meiying was standing beside him.
"Rory? Where are Aunt Jace and Max?"
"Max is still feeling sick. He had to go to the doctor's. Your aunt Jace asked me to take care of you until she gets back. Why don't you go get dressed, and I'll make you some breakfast, then we'll play a game or something."
"Alright." She ran upstairs and was back by the time Rory had the cereal, milk and bowls on the table. They ate their cereal, then did the dishes and gathered the eggs, then sat back down at the table.
"So, why do you live with your Aunt, Meiying?"
"Well, my mother died when I was a baby." She answered, adjusting her glasses.
"What about your father."
"I don't know. But the way they try to keep me off the subject of Seattle, I think he lives there."
"They?"
"Aunt Jace and Uncle Zack. Sometimes Uncle Zane comes to visit too, but I haven't seen him in a while."
"Cool, your mom must have had lots of brothers and sisters."
"I think there are thirteen altogether. My mother's name was Max; my cousin is named after her. Then there's Jace, Zack, Zane, Krit, Syl, and Jondi. Oh, and Tinga and Ben, but they died a long time ago. And there are four more, but I can't remember their names."
"Wow, your mom has a big family."
"Yeah."
"What about your dad?"
"They never talk about him. I guess they don't want me to know about him for some reason, but sometimes…"
"Sometimes what?"
"Sometimes, I feel as if I have met him, like I used to live with him or something."
"Maybe you have."
"Maybe. What about your parents?"
"My father is a detective. I don't remember my mother that much, she died when I was small, too."
"Cool, so we're sort of the same, then."
"Yeah, we are. I have to go home to see my father today."
"You are? You are going to Portland?" Meiying started to get excited.
"Actually, I'm going to Seattle first."
"Oh! I wish I could go with you! I don't like living here! Please take me with you!" Rory got up and went to the fridge to get a drink.
"But I thought you grew up here, and loved it."
"I just say that to make Aunt Jace and Uncle Zack happy. They think I adore school too, but I hate it. I have no friends but Max, and he won't even talk to me sometimes. It's because I talk different. I don't fit in."
"You don't?"
"No. Everyone who lives here has a funny accent, and speak half Spanish. I know Spanish, but I still don't have the accent. Even Max has it, and he's younger than me."
"But you grew up here."
"No I didn't!"
"How do you know?"
"Because I do. Take me back to Seattle, Rory, help me find my Papa and my Mama!"
"You remember?" Rory asked, amazed. He sat back down.
"Who are you, really?"
"First, tell me. What do you know about your Mama and your Papa?"
"Just a minute." Meiying got up and went upstairs. Rory could hear her rummaging around in her room. She came back with a newspaper clipping. "This. I found it one day, in a newspaper Uncle Zack brought. It was about four years ago. That's when I remembered everything. Rory? What did Aunt Jace say your last name was?"
"Sung."
"I remember you. You were one of my best friends." Rory took the newspaper article from Meiying and looked at it. It was dated two years after she had been taken, and from Seattle. There was a picture of her and Logan, and a bit about what had happened, and who to contact if she was seen."
"How did you get this without Zack and Jace knowing?"
"I can't remember, but I know it wasn't to hard."
"So how much do you remember?"
"I remember we lived up high, like the twentieth floor or something. I remember Mama and Papa, decorating for my eighth birthday party. I remember three years before, Mama had come back, she had been gone my whole life. I remember going to school and my friends Michael and Michelle, and I remember you. You called me Mac, because my name was, is McKenzie Alexandria Cale. Mama gave me the name McKenzie because she was with Aunt Jace when I was born."
"I remember your eighth party. We showed up, Dad and me, and Max was practically hysterical. You were missing, and no one knew what to do."
"I remember Uncle Zack snuck in my window, and put a cloth over my face, the next thing I remember was being here. They told me I had been in a coma for a month, that I had been in an accident and I was o confused they said I had amnesia. Take me back to Seattle, Rory. Please. I miss Mama and Papa so much."
"Alright. We have to make a plan, so Zack and Jace don't know where you are, but first I have to make a phone call."
To Be Continued...
