My OperaPoint #8
Sunday, January 17, 2010 6:57:34 PM
Finally, they've reached the house. Will showed Brianna the way to the bathroom and continued with his daily work.
Brianna didn't hesitate, she went to the bathroom where she saw only old rusty bath tub on the left and an old mirror on the right wall. She didn't dare to enjoy the bath, reason was probably because she did not knew the man and his habits. Quickly refreshed, she turned to the mirror.
There was a face she used to know, but now those were just plain features of someone's face. Hollow look was staring at her, lips wanted to say something without creating any sound.
„Who are you?“, she asked herself quietly. There was no answer. The void was leaving deep hollow sound through her brain trying to figure out the answer. Her hand were still and her legs as if they were chopped off. „I have to find him. I have to.“, she was convincing herself trying to move. Finally, the look slipped of the mirror. She came to the door and opened it.
On the way out she saw a little modest kitchen with a wooden table on which were placed two plates. The light was shining through the glass there were placed cups. In the reflection she was the light coming from the right side of the cabin here was sitting Will in his chair, staring at the fireplace filled with warmth, not knowing she was observing. Above the fireplace was a little picture of a woman.
„Will?“
„That's my wife. That was my wife. She's dead now.“
„Oh, I'm sorry.“
„I lost her 24 years ago. Her and my son.“
"Son?“
„Yes. Big fire. We were living in Boston at the time. Life of normal people, I had a job, family, friends. After that, I gave up on everything, and dedicated my life to....“, he stopped.
„To what?“, anxiously asked Brianna
„Doesn't matter.“, he looked at ther, „I made us dinner. I hope you like venison. „
„Yes, sure.“
They sat down. Brianna was carefully observing the old man while praying before dinner. He was probably religeous man, even dough he wasn't showing it. At the first sight, he appeared as cold, maybe even vicious man, who was out of civilized world for too long. Without waiting and no special manners, he poared Briannas plate with stew, and then his. The meal was spent in quiet.
Brianna enjoyed the stew even dough it wasn't cooked long enough. It was the first real meal after a week. After all those fried snakes, lizzards, rats and what not, this was the first time she felt full. Her contentment was short term. First thought at Ethaniel brought her anxiety that she hasn't felt before. Whe was alone again.
As a child, she never met her parents, growing up in orphanages. Changing fosters and guardians, one after another, she never knew what family is. Jenny was the only constant in her life. Jenny was a pearson like her, without parents, but with eternal optimism. She used to say: „Don't worry, we'll fint a way out of this chaos and live the life se always wanted. In great house, with lost of servants, and a husbant that will give us all the love and money we need.“ Brianna wasn't into the same things as Jenny was, but she always gave all the support she needed no matter how her dreams my get childish. Brianna was only hoping to find her own peace that will insure her survival. She was left all alone, with no parents, no Jenny, and now no Ethaniel.
Brianna didn't hesitate, she went to the bathroom where she saw only old rusty bath tub on the left and an old mirror on the right wall. She didn't dare to enjoy the bath, reason was probably because she did not knew the man and his habits. Quickly refreshed, she turned to the mirror.
There was a face she used to know, but now those were just plain features of someone's face. Hollow look was staring at her, lips wanted to say something without creating any sound.
„Who are you?“, she asked herself quietly. There was no answer. The void was leaving deep hollow sound through her brain trying to figure out the answer. Her hand were still and her legs as if they were chopped off. „I have to find him. I have to.“, she was convincing herself trying to move. Finally, the look slipped of the mirror. She came to the door and opened it.
On the way out she saw a little modest kitchen with a wooden table on which were placed two plates. The light was shining through the glass there were placed cups. In the reflection she was the light coming from the right side of the cabin here was sitting Will in his chair, staring at the fireplace filled with warmth, not knowing she was observing. Above the fireplace was a little picture of a woman.
„Will?“
„That's my wife. That was my wife. She's dead now.“
„Oh, I'm sorry.“
„I lost her 24 years ago. Her and my son.“
"Son?“
„Yes. Big fire. We were living in Boston at the time. Life of normal people, I had a job, family, friends. After that, I gave up on everything, and dedicated my life to....“, he stopped.
„To what?“, anxiously asked Brianna
„Doesn't matter.“, he looked at ther, „I made us dinner. I hope you like venison. „
„Yes, sure.“
They sat down. Brianna was carefully observing the old man while praying before dinner. He was probably religeous man, even dough he wasn't showing it. At the first sight, he appeared as cold, maybe even vicious man, who was out of civilized world for too long. Without waiting and no special manners, he poared Briannas plate with stew, and then his. The meal was spent in quiet.
Brianna enjoyed the stew even dough it wasn't cooked long enough. It was the first real meal after a week. After all those fried snakes, lizzards, rats and what not, this was the first time she felt full. Her contentment was short term. First thought at Ethaniel brought her anxiety that she hasn't felt before. Whe was alone again.
As a child, she never met her parents, growing up in orphanages. Changing fosters and guardians, one after another, she never knew what family is. Jenny was the only constant in her life. Jenny was a pearson like her, without parents, but with eternal optimism. She used to say: „Don't worry, we'll fint a way out of this chaos and live the life se always wanted. In great house, with lost of servants, and a husbant that will give us all the love and money we need.“ Brianna wasn't into the same things as Jenny was, but she always gave all the support she needed no matter how her dreams my get childish. Brianna was only hoping to find her own peace that will insure her survival. She was left all alone, with no parents, no Jenny, and now no Ethaniel.
