CHAPTER 29
There ain't nothin' you can say
So don't come sing "Amazing Grace"
There ain't nothin' you can do
So don't come give your point of view
-Kina, "Have a Cry"
"Wow…"
Lucy could not believe the story she'd just heard, what she'd just seen. It was incredible!
"Wow…" she repeated, awestruck.
"Wait a second," interjected Ian, raising his hands to gain his companions' attention. "You're saying that he…"
He nodded across the table at Rafe.
"…is an angel, sent back to earth to accomplish some task that he doesn't even know about?"
The new information Alison offered them didn't impress him at all. Why? He didn't believe any of it. He couldn't!
Alison was silent a moment before speaking.
"Well… Yeah."
Rubbing his temples, the doctor released a heavy sigh.
"Ian, why don't you believe me?" the young blonde wanted to know. "I mean, what more proof could you possibly need?"
"Come on, Ian," said Lucy, siding with her young guest. "Alison's right. You and I- we saw the scar ourselves. Rafe's dead."
Her cousin glared at her.
"You don't need to repeat it," he snapped, aggravated. "I think we all heard Alison the first time."
Noticing his reaction, Lucy immediately apologized.
"I'm sorry, cousin, but you are… kinda."
Lucy's brow furrowed as her mind tried futilely to correctly categorize the young man.
"I'm sorry," stated Ian, folding his arms over his chest. "I just cannot believe it!"
"What more do you want?" asked Lucy, frustrated.
The truth was there, staring him straight in the face, but Ian wouldn't believe it!
"I want my wife!" roared Ian, springing from his seat. "Why does this… kid get to come back for something he doesn't even understand when Eve has a husband and a son, and she's gone? It's not fair!"
Lucy nodded sympathetically.
"You're right, Ian," she said, placing a gentle hand over his clenched fist. "Life in this universe isn't fair. I think our current situations have taught us all that."
Ian shook his head vehemently, backing away from the table and toward the door.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, his voice cracking ever-so-slightly. "I have to check on my son."
And, with that, he was gone.
"Eve's death was so hard on him," Alison murmured. "I wish there was something we could do."
"But there isn't," Lucy informed her gently.
She shook her long, brown locks sadly.
"There isn't."
Politely excusing herself, Lucy ducked out of the kitchen and went upstairs to check on Ian and the children...
There ain't nothin' you can say
So don't come sing "Amazing Grace"
There ain't nothin' you can do
So don't come give your point of view
-Kina, "Have a Cry"
"Wow…"
Lucy could not believe the story she'd just heard, what she'd just seen. It was incredible!
"Wow…" she repeated, awestruck.
"Wait a second," interjected Ian, raising his hands to gain his companions' attention. "You're saying that he…"
He nodded across the table at Rafe.
"…is an angel, sent back to earth to accomplish some task that he doesn't even know about?"
The new information Alison offered them didn't impress him at all. Why? He didn't believe any of it. He couldn't!
Alison was silent a moment before speaking.
"Well… Yeah."
Rubbing his temples, the doctor released a heavy sigh.
"Ian, why don't you believe me?" the young blonde wanted to know. "I mean, what more proof could you possibly need?"
"Come on, Ian," said Lucy, siding with her young guest. "Alison's right. You and I- we saw the scar ourselves. Rafe's dead."
Her cousin glared at her.
"You don't need to repeat it," he snapped, aggravated. "I think we all heard Alison the first time."
Noticing his reaction, Lucy immediately apologized.
"I'm sorry, cousin, but you are… kinda."
Lucy's brow furrowed as her mind tried futilely to correctly categorize the young man.
"I'm sorry," stated Ian, folding his arms over his chest. "I just cannot believe it!"
"What more do you want?" asked Lucy, frustrated.
The truth was there, staring him straight in the face, but Ian wouldn't believe it!
"I want my wife!" roared Ian, springing from his seat. "Why does this… kid get to come back for something he doesn't even understand when Eve has a husband and a son, and she's gone? It's not fair!"
Lucy nodded sympathetically.
"You're right, Ian," she said, placing a gentle hand over his clenched fist. "Life in this universe isn't fair. I think our current situations have taught us all that."
Ian shook his head vehemently, backing away from the table and toward the door.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, his voice cracking ever-so-slightly. "I have to check on my son."
And, with that, he was gone.
"Eve's death was so hard on him," Alison murmured. "I wish there was something we could do."
"But there isn't," Lucy informed her gently.
She shook her long, brown locks sadly.
"There isn't."
Politely excusing herself, Lucy ducked out of the kitchen and went upstairs to check on Ian and the children...