It was raining hard outside, on and off, as if Mother Nature was in some sort of hormonal rage. Maya was raining too, first gentle then hard, on and off, just like outside. Something about that word had hit her like a slap in the face out of nowhere. Immigration…
“He’s coming home to sign immigration papers”
Dad had been across the ocean for months at a time. Maya hadn’t cared. It was all “maybe’s” and “mights” for the longest time, months, years. Maya had lost track because Maya didn’t care. Until that stupid word. Until Maya was completely alone and mom would be away for the next week. Maya was doing so well with the thought of being home alone… until alone meant a mind raging with “what ifs” and “where to, what now, what about me….” .
Maya had bigger things to worry about…. bigger “what ifs, where to, what now, what about me’s” to worry about, but dad… Daddy… What then… What now….
Kitty purred alongside Maya, rubbing her face against the shining screen. For a cat, she often had more human compassion than cats are given credit… As if Kitty just knew when Maya needed a little extra attention.
Maya let the music flow, wondering where all the dead conversations had drifted off to. She glanced at teddy, knowing he’s gladly keep her company for the night, just sit quietly in her arms and do his ever-ready teddy job. Teddy was cool like that.
The rain had stopped outside, or perhaps it had just gone gentle. It had stopped inside too, or perhaps just gone gentle. But rain was rain, cleansing for just that time. A necessity for all that what bright and colourful to come.
{Serenity} 