Return

Автор: Anastasia

"There was fog all around me, turning the world around me into a wonderland, all blue. I couldn’t see anything, it was impossible to see further than my outstretched hand. And then something strange happened: I saw a light, not bright and blinding but soft and cozy, filling me with warmth and comfort. I wasn’t afraid of it but then I was never afraid of anything. Behind me I could hear all the noises stop, but I didn’t listen to them because I have already saw them. They were standing hand in hand, young and smiling, just the way they were on the photo I always liked. They stretched out their hands, calling me. I approached them, the world forgotten. It was just the way I always wanted it to be, the way I dreamt of it. It was the right place, the place where I wanted to be all my life. The place where the time stopped and where I could be again with Mummy and Daddy. I looked for the last time at the sky; so blue it hurt my eyes and then stepped into the circle of light to join my parents. I was finally back." I lowered the book. I’d have never thought it’d make me a star: only yesterday I was just another American living abroad and now a famous writer. I wondered how Roy could get my manuscript, I haven’t told him about the book I was writing. It wasn’t actually a book, more a diary where I wrote down facts in a form of a story. I needed to talk to someone and so invented the characters based on the real people I knew. Only the story had a sad ending. Or was it a happy – end? I was not sure about the time spent in the Bermuda triangle. Did I see my parents? Or was it just another dream? I dreamt so much and the dreams became entwined with reality creating a strange world I was living in until Roy came. Here he was, entering the room, so much love in the dark – blue eyes. So dark I sometimes thought they were black.

"The best storyteller," he quoted, eyes dancing with laughter.

"You don’t think I deserve it?" I asked in mocked horror.

"You do," he became serious. "After all you’ve seen through it’s only normal to have a bit of happiness."

"It’s not success making me happy," I smiled, "it’s you."

"I’m glad to hear that. And I’m glad you’re finally through with ghosts from the past."

"I hope Peter saw the book, it was not only me fighting ghosts, Pete as well," I sighed.

Roy sat down on the sofa beside me: "Do you plan to go back to US?" "Not until I’m through with the university," I answered and looking up at him smiled: "Not if you want to stay here."

"What does it mean? You don’t want to leave me behind?" he teased. "You know, I’ve got used to your strange jokes, who else would laugh," I replied.

"Is it only this?" he raised his brows.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" I wondered.

"Why not?" and then he became serious. "Did I manage to melt your heart, Miss Ice Queen?"

"Not only this, thank to your attitude I finally understood my place is here. Not somewhere in Bermuda Triangle or in the past, weeping my parents. I understood now what they wanted me to be," my voice trailed away.

"And you will never run away from me again?"

"Never," I promised. "You’ve got my word. Thank to you I returned to this world with so many wonders! And it was a happy return."

"Hey, AJ, while I live on this Earth there will always be a happy return for you, no matter where you go," Roy smiled. And I believed him.

The End

19 July, 2001,
by Anastasia.

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