been standing there?”
He approached me, “Long enough. Brother, don’t let anyone push you into something you don’t want and clearly not ready for. You lost your greatest love. It’s going to take time for you to get back a fraction of who you were, because Kristy was literally your other half.” He smiled, “Your better half.”
I smiled, “All I want is to be with her.”
“Is she not here?” I shook my head. “So then, why are you here?”
“Mother.”
“Is that the only reason?”
I shook my head. “These past couple of days, I’ve been trying to see if I can survive without her. But with each passing day I realise I just can’t.”
“You aren’t ready to be without her yet. That’s why she’s still hanging around.”
“What should I do?”
“Go back home before mother brings some more of your ex-girlfriends. And when you do see my sister-in-law, tell her that I love her and I miss her so very much.” His voice shook as he blinked away the tears. I’d never seen him so emotional before, it was moving.
I nodded, unable to trust myself to speak without crying.
*
The rest of my stay in London was uneventful. After failing with Victoria, mother retreated to her corner- probably plotting a new game plan. Her little stunt with Victoria had left us both cross with each other. I wasn’t going to give her another opportunity like that to try and trap me again. I had no intentions of forgetting Kristy or replacing her.
Gloria was very serious about the psychiatrist. I was adamant on not going and she was persistent in making me go. I didn’t need a shrink- so I was seeing my dead wife what was so crazy about that? According to Ronald it’s normal in most parts of the world.
Gloria made several appointments for me which I managed to dodge. I would confirm the appointments then never show up. When she would go looking for me, I would hide in the servants’ house, because that would be the last place she would come looking for me. But she would always manage to corner me at night so I was reduced to hiding from her even then. Adrian took pity on me and laid out some bedding in one of the empty rooms in the servants’ house. He would bring me breakfast and a change of clothes every morning. I finally had peace- which didn’t last long.
Gloria finally managed to gunner up the courage to go looking for me. When she found me she raised high hell and threatened to fire all the servants for giving me refuge. I was immediately evicted and had all my things moved back to the main house. I felt guilty for getting my hosts in trouble but they just laughed it off as an episode of my mother’s dramatic series.
Since I had no where else to hide, Ronald would sneak me out of the house and occupy mother’s attention with talks about the company he would never fully commit to, and the wife he would never marry, and the family he would never have. She was pretty excited to talk about the future that would never happen for Ronald so much so she completely forgot about me.
But that sanctity ended when Ronald jetted off to one of his adventures. Left with no other choice, I stood my ground and refused to go to the psychiatrist. When Gloria stopped nagging me about it I thought I had finally won and since there was no other reason to prolong my stay in England I was going to leave. The hard part would be telling my mother.
I walked into the parlour where Gloria was watching the news on TV and drinking tea. She glanced- more like glared- at me before she turned back to the TV.
“Hallo mother,” I greeted her with enthusiasm that I didn’t feel. I shoved my hands in my pants pockets only to yank them out quickly when mother gave me a disapproving glare. She turned her head and raised her cheek to me. I kissed it before I sat down next to her.
“Mother I’m going back to America,” I spoke cautiously not with too much force. I didn’t want to give her a reason to start an argument.
“When or
He approached me, “Long enough. Brother, don’t let anyone push you into something you don’t want and clearly not ready for. You lost your greatest love. It’s going to take time for you to get back a fraction of who you were, because Kristy was literally your other half.” He smiled, “Your better half.”
I smiled, “All I want is to be with her.”
“Is she not here?” I shook my head. “So then, why are you here?”
“Mother.”
“Is that the only reason?”
I shook my head. “These past couple of days, I’ve been trying to see if I can survive without her. But with each passing day I realise I just can’t.”
“You aren’t ready to be without her yet. That’s why she’s still hanging around.”
“What should I do?”
“Go back home before mother brings some more of your ex-girlfriends. And when you do see my sister-in-law, tell her that I love her and I miss her so very much.” His voice shook as he blinked away the tears. I’d never seen him so emotional before, it was moving.
I nodded, unable to trust myself to speak without crying.
*
The rest of my stay in London was uneventful. After failing with Victoria, mother retreated to her corner- probably plotting a new game plan. Her little stunt with Victoria had left us both cross with each other. I wasn’t going to give her another opportunity like that to try and trap me again. I had no intentions of forgetting Kristy or replacing her.
Gloria was very serious about the psychiatrist. I was adamant on not going and she was persistent in making me go. I didn’t need a shrink- so I was seeing my dead wife what was so crazy about that? According to Ronald it’s normal in most parts of the world.
Gloria made several appointments for me which I managed to dodge. I would confirm the appointments then never show up. When she would go looking for me, I would hide in the servants’ house, because that would be the last place she would come looking for me. But she would always manage to corner me at night so I was reduced to hiding from her even then. Adrian took pity on me and laid out some bedding in one of the empty rooms in the servants’ house. He would bring me breakfast and a change of clothes every morning. I finally had peace- which didn’t last long.
Gloria finally managed to gunner up the courage to go looking for me. When she found me she raised high hell and threatened to fire all the servants for giving me refuge. I was immediately evicted and had all my things moved back to the main house. I felt guilty for getting my hosts in trouble but they just laughed it off as an episode of my mother’s dramatic series.
Since I had no where else to hide, Ronald would sneak me out of the house and occupy mother’s attention with talks about the company he would never fully commit to, and the wife he would never marry, and the family he would never have. She was pretty excited to talk about the future that would never happen for Ronald so much so she completely forgot about me.
But that sanctity ended when Ronald jetted off to one of his adventures. Left with no other choice, I stood my ground and refused to go to the psychiatrist. When Gloria stopped nagging me about it I thought I had finally won and since there was no other reason to prolong my stay in England I was going to leave. The hard part would be telling my mother.
I walked into the parlour where Gloria was watching the news on TV and drinking tea. She glanced- more like glared- at me before she turned back to the TV.
“Hallo mother,” I greeted her with enthusiasm that I didn’t feel. I shoved my hands in my pants pockets only to yank them out quickly when mother gave me a disapproving glare. She turned her head and raised her cheek to me. I kissed it before I sat down next to her.
“Mother I’m going back to America,” I spoke cautiously not with too much force. I didn’t want to give her a reason to start an argument.
“When or
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