CHAPTER 3
THE CALL
Charlottesville, Virginia
The Russell Home
February 25, 2003
3:30 am
He was the first one up as usual. His father, brothers, and sister wouldn't be awake for at least another two hours. He felt that now would be a safe time to call her. He knew that she would be worried about him. She would hate that he was calling her so early, but she would get over it. He dialed her number from memory. The phone ranged only once before she answered it.
"What do you want monkey boy?"
"Miss. Parker?" He said unsure of himself.
"E-Ethan."
"You don't seam all that thrilled to be hearing from me Miss. Parker. In fact it would seam as if you were expecting a call from my older brother, and I don't mean Mr. Lyle." Ethan said with a grin.
"No, no Ethan I'm ecstatic to be hearing from you. I've been so worried about you since you disappeared." Parker said quickly.
"I'm sorry, but I had to leave. The Centre sent sweepers to you father's home. I had to run. This is the first time I've truly been able to contact you."
"It's been a year since you disappeared Ethan. I thought that the Centre had gotten you." She chided him
"I know, I know. After I left Blue Cove I met up with my father Emily and Chris."
"Chris who's Chris?" She inquired.
"Chris is my other brother. You know him better as Gemini.
"Oh! How is he"
"Chris is fine. He's a bit of a prankster, but he is enjoying life outside of the Centre."
"I'm glad. He deserves a good life." She spoke quietly. The two were silent for a moment until Ethan spoke
"I'm sorry about your father, Miss. Parker"
"Don't be Ethan, he wasn't my father. And littler brother don't call me Miss. Parker. It makes it seam as if we're strangers."
"Aren't we though. I mean most of what we know about came from either files or second hand knowledge. If I want to learn anything about you I have to ask Jarod!" He exclaimed.
"I know, perhaps if we were normal, if we lead normal lives it would be different." She told him. Again another silence interrupted their conversation.
"Morgan" Miss. Parker said suddenly.
"What?"
"Morgan, that's what you can call me. Morgan is what momma named me. It's what she called me." She said sadly.
"It's a beautiful name. What is your full name?" He asked her
"Morgan Elixandra Parker. My middle name is spelled E-L-I-X-A-N-D-R-A."
"I like it." Ethan said.
"So do I little brother."
"Morgan?"
"Yes?"
"I want to meet you. I haven't seen you for so long." Her brother spoke nervously; afraid she would say "no".
"When and where?"
"Um," He said taken aback by her sudden answer. "Thursday, two days from today at the little café out side of the Dover National Bank. Say noonish. If that's alright with you, I mean?"
"That's fine Ethan. I'll see you then."
"Okay. I, um guess this is good bye for now then, or should I say
goodnight."
"Goodnight little brother."