Memories from the past
What was this strange feeling when he touched my hand just now, this weird flashback moment and the feeling of already knowing him a very long time.
"Helga, earth to Helga, Helga!" my father yelded as I shot back to reality "yes dad" I said a bit confused. "This is commander Lyle Rourke" I looked up at him still holding is hand and just smiled awkwardly. When I let go of his hand I immediately walked to our table sitting down with a very strange knot inside my stomach. "Helga darling are you alright?" my mother asked a bit worried "Yes, yeah I'm fine, mom can it be we already met this commander Rourke in the past?" I asked curious cause I just couldn't shake of this feeling of just knowing him. " No sweety this is the first time we met him your dad already knows him but for us this is the first time, why darling?" my mother asked. " Cause something weird happened when I touched his hand" befor I could continue my dad and the commander sat down at our table.
"So Lyle what are your plans for the near future" my dad asked as they both prepared themselves for the food that was coming. "Well since my military days and travels are over first I'm taking some time off and then I will start a teaching position at dix" Rourke said as he was looking at me. This was getting more awkward by the minute. " That sounds very interesting as a matter of fact maybe you can take Helga there sometime she's very interested in that kind of stuff" my father said with a big smile as I was sliding down my chair out of embarrassment. I hoped the commander would just nod and change the subject but instead he smiled and said "Oh really, I would love to take her along with me she can be my assistant for a week or so, then I have enough time to answer all her questions if she has any" My father looked at me with a face like answer girl so I sat myself back up and answered him politely " Yes that sound amazing I would love to thank you mr. Rourke for your kind offer" I looked at my mom and my dad they could have not been prouder in that moment.
Commander Rourke was a very important man and friend of my father they have known eachother for years so me saying yes to one of his requests was like winning the lottery at that moment especially because he asked me and not other sons of other families who were at this party.
"I will set it up as soon as I start teaching, she can come by at my house if she is interested in some old trinkets and collectibles like you told me mr. Sinclair" Rourke spoke while eating some weird soup they gave us. This was all way to fancy for me. My dad looked at me again eager for me to answer. " uh shure yes I love old collectibles and stuff" I said while silently slurping my soup and looking down rolling my eyes. I was so not in the mood for all of this especially not after that weird feeling I had. "Okay why don't you come by this saturday" Rourke said with a smile. I agreed under the watching eyes of my parents. The rest of the dinner was not very interesting, they talked some more ate some more like god that commander can eat until it was time for us to leave.
"It was nice seeing you again commander"
"Same and I'm looking forward seeing you this saturday miss Sinclair" Rourke said as we shook hands, it happened again but this time it felt even longer and more real. I stood right next to him in a dessert, he was giving out instructions to who I could not see the only thing that happened was he said " We will always be together Helga" I immediately let go of his hand. What the hell was happening to me before anyone could say anything I ran out of there to the car, this was weird so weird I didn't know if this was happening to him too if he saw the same things as me as our hands touched all I know is I want this to stop.
It's a couple days later. Saterday to be exact.
My parents didn't really ask me about why I ran out of there I just told them I ate way to much food and I wasn't feeling well.
I'm laying in my bed not feeling it to come out of it since I don't want to go to Rourke his house. I don't know what to say to this man should I talk about these strange flashbacks or should I just keep it to myself. I mean what am I even going to talk about the man is twice my age. I was rolling around in frustration, this was going to be a disaster mark my words.
