Chapter 7
568 Words
When Marissa got down from the train three hours after she had left Prague, she noticed that not much had changed in her little town ever since she had left few years ago.
She heaved a sigh of relief, packed her belongings and got a taxi to take her home.
During the drive she had realized that she never called her mum back to tell her that she was returning home, and for good this time, she started having mixed feelings about it, how will she face them? That her little stunt for wanting to gain independence hadn’t worked out the way she thought it would and now she was running back home, all those thoughts disappeared when the taxi had pulled up in front of her family’s bakery and she saw her Dad struggling to fix the sign up in front of the shop, she hadn’t realized how much she missed him, she got out of the car and cried out,
“Daddy”
Tom turned around from the ladder and looked down to see his first daughter calling out to him,
“Marie my girl” he quickly got down from the ladder and rushed to her, engulfing in a warm embrace, Marissa didn’t know when tears had escaped her eyes, and her father noticed and looked at her,
“What’s wrong Marie, why do you look so sad?” at that same instant the taxi driver had got all her stuff from the trunk and Tom looked a little puzzled,
“Have you come to spend a few days with us?”
Marissa looked at her Dad and smiled,
“No dad, I’ve come to stay; I’ve got so much to tell you and mum, where is she? And please could you help me take my things inside?”
“Marie my baby, you didn’t tell me you would be coming home”
Marissa turned and saw her mum coming out from the bakery, her face covered with flour.
“Hi mum, I’ve missed you so much” hush my dear, why don’t we first get you inside, one look at her belongings and Leticia knew there was something wrong and in due time she would tell them but at the moment the only thing she wanted was for her daughter to get settled and rest from her journey.
“Why don’t we take you home so you could shower, relax and I make you an early dinner?” her mum asked,
“Oh mum don’t worry about me, you don’t have to close the bakery on my account.”
“It will only be closed for a few minutes, John will be back soon, we sent him to get some groceries, we will leave a note for when he gets back so he’ll understand and Eve usually closes from work around 4, she’s volunteering at the children’s hospital because they’ve been a little short on staff due to lack of funds to pay their staffs.”
How much they’ve grown Marissa thought, her immediate brother John, is 22 years and Eve was now 20. When she had left home, they were both 15 and 12 years, she hadn’t seen them ever since she left home, and she hoped she would be able to recognize them since it’s been so long.
They packed her bags into the minivan and they were on their way home.
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