Chapter 3.
Then Casey finally remembered something else. Something that was the most important detail in finding her brother and something about herself as well, probably the most important thing ever. It was.... Her last name wasn't Matthews. It was something to substitute for her last name. She could hardly remember anything. She couldn't even remember her real last name.
"Casey, I just realized something." Race spoke up drawing out a cigar. "What is it?" She asked holding the blanket like it was her sactuary. "It's to what you just said." Race said puffing the cigar and pacing a little. "At Tibby's you told us Rinoa was your sister.....and now you said your sister died in a fire..." Race said looking a little bewildered.
"Well, I did it for Rinoa's protection ya know. I had to get to know ya atleast a little before I just say, "Hey this is a girl, that I just happen to know. But hey no big deal!" Casey said raising an eyebrow. "Oh." Was all they could say. It seemed a little wierd. Casey's whole story was kind of strange. No one knew what really happened to Casey. "Casey...about Ri-" Race started but was cut off by Mush.
"Casey, would you mind going up to the roof with me?" Mush asked. "Sure..." Casey said following him out the window of the fire escape. She climbed the ladder right behind him and onto the roof. "What do you need to talk to me about?" Casey asked putting her hands on the ledge of the building.
"Casey, I want to know more about you. You seemed so closed up. Like no one will ever be able to know who you are on the inside. All they can see is the outside...... When I look at you. I see cold. Like someone who's had a dark life...full of bad experiances." Mush said looking her straight in the eye. "Wow....you think a lot." Casey said smiling and rubbing her arm.
"Why are you so cold? You may not show it, but I know that the fire inside of you is about to burn out. Does anyone love you....you know for you?" Mush asked turning a little red for asking. "Well, I suppose my father did once love me...when he was alive....my mother....well she was a different story." Casey said looking out into all the lights of the city.
"What's different about it?" Mush asked lighting a cigarette. "Well, you see....Father was working a lot and mother would take care of, Michael, Kelly, and I. Trust me....that's not the whole story...."
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*7 year old Casey is going to narrarate this*
"John, you better get yourself to work, if not you'll be late!" Casey's mother said playing with his tie. Casey's father cleared his throat and straightened the tie and picked up his brief case.
"Now remember Susan, Michael has a doctor appointment. Kelly has dance class. Oh and please make sure that Casey takes the medicine and that she eats something, really, I see that child get thinner and thinner every day ever since she got sick." Casey's father stated giving her a kiss. "Have a good day darling." She said with a smile and the close of the door.
She started to go about her morning routine. Giving Michael and Kelly breakfast.
Casey: "The only reason she favored Kelly and Michael so much was because they were her children and I wasn't. See, for a short while, right after Michael was born they got into a big fight. Which sent daddy off in a huff. He went and to make Susan mad, daddy slept with another girl, which was the cause of me. About nine months later daddy came back to Susan with me. Oh yeah sure things boiled down. But I soon became a bother to Susan. I can't really tell you why, cuz I don't know myself. Ever since, behind daddy's back, Susan treats me like I'm the dog.
She doesn't feed me, when I get sick she finds ways to keep me sick. But no, I can't say anything to daddy, because he always says, "Ha, what an imaginative child." I'm not imagining the horidness of that woman. She is extremely horid! If only daddy would open his eyes to see what a terrible disgrace she is! Then he'd know."
"Casey, you need more energy, your father's beginning to notice." Susan said placing a piece of old bread and butter on her blanket. "Now eat it." She said darkly. Casey looked at her with the most disgusted look in the world. She began to feel her temper rising.
"You filthy wench!" Casey yelled throwing the bread so that it hit Susan directly in the face. "I'm sorry I'm not YOUR child! I can't help that! You can't blame me for something I didn't do! You hate me because of what daddy did! If you want someone to blame then blame YOURSELF!" Casey shouted. Susan looked at her coldly. "You know, we underestimate you..." She said darkly and strode out of the room slamming the door.
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"That's about the jist of it." Casey said. wind started to blow and her hair was now blowing into her face. "That's dispicable. How a woman could do that...is just wrong." Mush said in anger.
"I got so much anger inside of me, it's just dying to come out and hit everyone right in the face. I just wont let it come out. No matter how hard it fights, I keep it all in nowadays." Casey said looking to the ground. "You shouldn't keep your emotions bottled up you know. It's not really good for you. You need someone to talk to. You can't just reply on yourself your whole life." Mush told her.
"I haven't found anyone yet. No one that I can share any of this with that wont just stare at me in the face and say, "Well, the life goes on, the world keeps turning." Casey sighed putting her head in her hands. "I feel like I'm beginning to understand you a bit better now." Mush replied.
"I'm more complex then you think." She said with a smile. "Well, I guess I'll just have to break it wont I?" Mush asked coming toward her. Casey smiled as he leaned in and kissed her.
Then Casey finally remembered something else. Something that was the most important detail in finding her brother and something about herself as well, probably the most important thing ever. It was.... Her last name wasn't Matthews. It was something to substitute for her last name. She could hardly remember anything. She couldn't even remember her real last name.
"Casey, I just realized something." Race spoke up drawing out a cigar. "What is it?" She asked holding the blanket like it was her sactuary. "It's to what you just said." Race said puffing the cigar and pacing a little. "At Tibby's you told us Rinoa was your sister.....and now you said your sister died in a fire..." Race said looking a little bewildered.
"Well, I did it for Rinoa's protection ya know. I had to get to know ya atleast a little before I just say, "Hey this is a girl, that I just happen to know. But hey no big deal!" Casey said raising an eyebrow. "Oh." Was all they could say. It seemed a little wierd. Casey's whole story was kind of strange. No one knew what really happened to Casey. "Casey...about Ri-" Race started but was cut off by Mush.
"Casey, would you mind going up to the roof with me?" Mush asked. "Sure..." Casey said following him out the window of the fire escape. She climbed the ladder right behind him and onto the roof. "What do you need to talk to me about?" Casey asked putting her hands on the ledge of the building.
"Casey, I want to know more about you. You seemed so closed up. Like no one will ever be able to know who you are on the inside. All they can see is the outside...... When I look at you. I see cold. Like someone who's had a dark life...full of bad experiances." Mush said looking her straight in the eye. "Wow....you think a lot." Casey said smiling and rubbing her arm.
"Why are you so cold? You may not show it, but I know that the fire inside of you is about to burn out. Does anyone love you....you know for you?" Mush asked turning a little red for asking. "Well, I suppose my father did once love me...when he was alive....my mother....well she was a different story." Casey said looking out into all the lights of the city.
"What's different about it?" Mush asked lighting a cigarette. "Well, you see....Father was working a lot and mother would take care of, Michael, Kelly, and I. Trust me....that's not the whole story...."
*****1887******
*7 year old Casey is going to narrarate this*
"John, you better get yourself to work, if not you'll be late!" Casey's mother said playing with his tie. Casey's father cleared his throat and straightened the tie and picked up his brief case.
"Now remember Susan, Michael has a doctor appointment. Kelly has dance class. Oh and please make sure that Casey takes the medicine and that she eats something, really, I see that child get thinner and thinner every day ever since she got sick." Casey's father stated giving her a kiss. "Have a good day darling." She said with a smile and the close of the door.
She started to go about her morning routine. Giving Michael and Kelly breakfast.
Casey: "The only reason she favored Kelly and Michael so much was because they were her children and I wasn't. See, for a short while, right after Michael was born they got into a big fight. Which sent daddy off in a huff. He went and to make Susan mad, daddy slept with another girl, which was the cause of me. About nine months later daddy came back to Susan with me. Oh yeah sure things boiled down. But I soon became a bother to Susan. I can't really tell you why, cuz I don't know myself. Ever since, behind daddy's back, Susan treats me like I'm the dog.
She doesn't feed me, when I get sick she finds ways to keep me sick. But no, I can't say anything to daddy, because he always says, "Ha, what an imaginative child." I'm not imagining the horidness of that woman. She is extremely horid! If only daddy would open his eyes to see what a terrible disgrace she is! Then he'd know."
"Casey, you need more energy, your father's beginning to notice." Susan said placing a piece of old bread and butter on her blanket. "Now eat it." She said darkly. Casey looked at her with the most disgusted look in the world. She began to feel her temper rising.
"You filthy wench!" Casey yelled throwing the bread so that it hit Susan directly in the face. "I'm sorry I'm not YOUR child! I can't help that! You can't blame me for something I didn't do! You hate me because of what daddy did! If you want someone to blame then blame YOURSELF!" Casey shouted. Susan looked at her coldly. "You know, we underestimate you..." She said darkly and strode out of the room slamming the door.
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"That's about the jist of it." Casey said. wind started to blow and her hair was now blowing into her face. "That's dispicable. How a woman could do that...is just wrong." Mush said in anger.
"I got so much anger inside of me, it's just dying to come out and hit everyone right in the face. I just wont let it come out. No matter how hard it fights, I keep it all in nowadays." Casey said looking to the ground. "You shouldn't keep your emotions bottled up you know. It's not really good for you. You need someone to talk to. You can't just reply on yourself your whole life." Mush told her.
"I haven't found anyone yet. No one that I can share any of this with that wont just stare at me in the face and say, "Well, the life goes on, the world keeps turning." Casey sighed putting her head in her hands. "I feel like I'm beginning to understand you a bit better now." Mush replied.
"I'm more complex then you think." She said with a smile. "Well, I guess I'll just have to break it wont I?" Mush asked coming toward her. Casey smiled as he leaned in and kissed her.