|If you think about it, all the people we met so far had one thing in common- they only lived from day to day, going nowhere. |
Le realized that and wanted to make a change... we will see, shall we? Some time has passed...
|"Hey guys, time to go to bed!"|
|And high time, Kay has already fallen asleep while watching TV|
|... while Jay is totally focused on surfing the net, like most evenings|
I am serious, it´s way past seven and I really need to get going. So,
please? Kaine, get up, if you fall asleep on the sofa you can move on to
your bed as well"|
|"But I am just in the middle of a conversation here Seam, just five minutes?!"|
|"Nope, trust me, it´s always five more minutes. Say goodbye for tonight, put the blame on me - and get ready for bed, ´kayes?"|
|"Yeah, right..." |
"You only win because you are bigger than us, yanno!"
And they actually do as they are told. Grumpily, cussing, but still -wow.
Kaine brush his teeth always makes me wonder why Mom constantly yells
at him. He never gives ME the lip, that´s for sure|
|"Eh, Jay... this is my bed, yanno?" |
"Yeah I know... can I sleep here tonight, Seam? Kay took mine..."
|"Sure, no prob... hey, what happened to your hair?! Jay?" |
Gee. He has already fallen asleep...
|As I switch of the lights, Kay is making little noises from above to draw my attention, then whispers under his breath |
"Ssss, Seam! It was Mom. She cut his hair, said he looked all girly with the long hair"
|"Yeah. She... also said, you will be running away and leave us behind... Seam, are you leaving for real?"|
way bro´, I´ll never leave you guys with Mom. She´s talking crap to
scare you, just as always. Don´t you listen to that bull, right? Now
sleep tight and don´t you worry no more"|
|With a relieved sigh, he rolls over |
bitch. I can´t believe she does all that. Why the hell does she all
that?! No way I will have her make the twins believe I will abandon
them... anyway. Time to go|
|"Now where do you think YOU are going, Mister? Seems like you forgot that I grounded you yesterday, again I might add?"|
|"Yeah, whatever. Call the cops if you have to" |
"And don´t you dare go out, too, you have minor children to take care of, yanno, Mom?"
|"How dare you speak in that..." |
|"What the hell?!"|
|Bwah, high time... yeah, strange, but coming here most every night has become one habit lately|
|I know Sheila is not happy that the bar is so quiet in the afternoon, but I couldn´t think of a better place to do my homework. Hey, sometimes she even feeds me for free! Ok she always pretends that Nick is paying for that, but I know better|
|It´s kind of sick to feel so at home at some bar... Sheila is taking some risk here, the cops don´t like finding minors in bars after curfew, not at all...|
|"Hey Seam" |
"Hi Nick! How are things?"
|"Eh... been better... Homework?" |
|"Evenin´ Le!" |
"Good evening Sheila..."
and good evening to you, too, Darren! My, my. It must have been weeks
since we last met- you have been working out constantly, huh?"|
|"Eh, hi, eh, Le- yes... didn´t think anybody would notice..."|
|"Well trust me, it is very noticable how much you shaped up lately. Unless you are blind, that is" |
I suppress a grin as he blushes slightly
"Congratulations, Darren. I know you had your doubts about trying, but it was sure worth the effort"
if I would have without you kicking my butt, though. Thanks, Le. - If
you are looking for Nick and the boy, they are in the next room"|
|Ah, right. It´s about that time |
"Thank you Darren"
|As most of the nights now, Seam has taken a seat in the back of the room and is doing his homework and Nick is "helping"|
|"Good evening Gentlemen"|
|Seamus looks somewhat relieved |
"Le! Just in time - save me, Nick wants to help me with my school stuff!"
"Nope, save ME, Seam wants me to... wait, did you just complain, youngster?"
|"The world pays with ingratitude... " |
I can´t help but laugh at this
|"No, seriously! I mean, he´s coming up with this school stuff, and although it´s almost thirty years that I...."|
|Oh, no. Please no. Not the `I am but an old man" excuse again |
"Nick, cut it out- I am here now, so I will take over. Stop the whine, will you please?"
|I can not help but smile as I sit down. The boy has relaxed so much over the last weeks, it´s almost as if he is another person |
"Alright, what´s on schedule tonight?"
|Ouf, dramatic moan ...|
"An essay. I need to write 500 on my plans for the future, can you believe that?"
I guess the important question is - what do you want to write, your
actual plans or something that would make your teacher happy?" |
He visibly slumps
think the easy way would be to come up with some boring standard thing
like ´I want to travel around the world before I start to study´ or...
Seamus? Are you listening?"|
|Seamus can sense that something is wrong- his eyes dart towards Nick, but he is playing peacefully|
|Sheila is very obviously seeing something she doesn´t like at all|
|Darren has noticed the change in the atmosphere, too|
|"Seamus? What´s wrong? You look like you have seen a ghost?!"|
this about that man who just entered the bar... oh no. Wait. I know
him, he has been here the first night... who IS this guy?"|
|"It´s Joe Carella"|
|Exactly, it is Joe... again|
|And he sure doesn´t look like he came here for a quiet drink|
|Now Nick has spottet him, too |
"Joe. What the hell do you want?"
|Carrera puts his glass down on the counter before he replies through gritted teeth |
"You know damn well what I want"
|Nick rolles his eyes, obviously annoyed|
"Oh God I don´t believe this... how long has it been now? Fifteen years, surely? And you are still after that third map?"
yeah, right, how could I forget? Unlike you who has moved on with his
life since the days of fame and glory, - I - am still stuck in the
|"Don´t push it too far, Joe. Just leave me alone, willya?"|
|"Or what? What will you do, beat me up? Hell Nick just GIVE me the map, it´s no use to you anyway! What´s wrong with you?"|
|"What is wrong with YOU, I told you a hundred times I don´t have that frigging map! Now do both of us a favor and GET LOST!"|
think about it? You paying me a reasonable price? Making FAIR trade-
with you? After what you did to me? Get lost Joe. Seriously. Get the eff
lost. Now." |
"Don´t turn me down like that"
|Le has a strong feeling of déja vu now. Oh no. Not again.|
|But this time, things go differently|
"YOU think you can tell ME to get lost? You thieving CRACKPOT?!! Who do you think you are?!"
|"I´ll show you your place, you LOSER!" |
What on earth is going on there!
|Oh my god. He punched him, Carella punched Nick right in the face|
See? I told you! I told you, you, you pazzo! I am Dr. Giovanni Carella!
Dottore! And you are nothing, nothing, get me? Nothing!" |
"Sweet Jesus, man, are you crazy? You knocked the guy out!"
|"I have no idea what you are talking about, but I don´t like your attitude, boy"|
"Funny you say that mate, I feel I don´t like your attitude much, either!"
He snorts at that
"Ah really. And what are you... ladies going to do about this?"
|Alright. This is it. He crossed the line. |
"Interesting question indeed, Dr. Carella."
|"Darren, would you agree that this example of the academic class has outlasted his welcome here?"|
|"You bet" |
With a low growl Darren steps up to the suddenly very silent man... and...
|"There he goes, off like a rocket... the craphead..."|
|Now someone seems a bit dissapointed |
"Shame, really. Would have been a nice chance to see if all that training was any good... How is he?" he adds, nodding towards Nick
|"Still out cold, I´d say... Nick? Hey Nick, are you with us?"|
|"What... where..." |
"Ah he is coming around"
|"Oh crap, my head... what the hell happened..."|
|"Carella knocked you out... or, more likely, punched you in the face, you fell and hit your head... gee Nick, are you good?" |
"Yeah I am fine..."
" I am so sorry I took his side the last time, the guy is a nutter for real..."
|"Man I am not so sure about that, you are swaying like you are drunk or something" |
"Seamus is right Nick, you don´t look so good..."
|"Hey I was born fugly, it´s - eh, what..." |
really don´t like the way this scrape looks... it certainly will not
need stiching, but still. It should be cleaned out and sprayed on with
some desinfectant, Nick"|
better do that. I once had a, eh, kind of scrape after a bar fight that
got infected, not pretty, can tell you that- eh, whatever. I think
it´s what should be done, you are right Le"|
|"So, what do you say? The decision is yours. Me - or a doctor at the hospital..." |
"... ok, have your way. Let´s go"
|Christ. I almost told her about that guy who bit me in the butt... |
|"Hey Le, can I come to the hospital, too?" |
" Of course. Given how you still stagger, Nick, I suggest that we take my car. It´s parked over there...."
|Now that´s interesting...|
|Crap, I have to tell her now...|
"Le... wait. I can´t go to the hospital. I can´t pay for the treatment"
|I guess I should be surprised, but somehow I am not |
"No problem. I... have a place nearby where we should find everything we need for your wound. Don´t worry. And Seamus, I will drive both you guys home, so no need to worry about that, either. Ok?"
|"Thanks Le" |
|"Ok, here we are"|
I toss the keys on the desk
|"Gross! This is YOUR place?!" |
I can´t help but smile at this statement
"Not really. I used to live here, but it belongs... belonged to my Grandfather. He died a few years ago... Seamus, why don´t you take the couch? Nick, to the table, please..."
|But back to our patient... |
"How do you feel? How is your head?"
"Dizzy, hurts... guess Sheila was right, hurts more in the back than where he actually hit me"
|"Le, you don´t have to do that. I had worse, I´ll be ok"|
I am trying to remember if I ever heard Nick talking is such a small voice
|It´s almost like... |
"Ah you are just afraid of the alcohol, admit it... hold still, you big child..."
"No, really, I - ouch!"
He flinches - I don´t believe this, he was indeed afraid of the burn!
|Laughing inwardly, I examine the wound again |
"Let´s see... very well, this is much better."
|He shoots me a sheepish smile in return|
"If you say so- have to take your word for it unless you have a mirror for me"
|"There is a mirror in the bathroom... oh, look. Seam has fallen asleep on the sofa"|
Oh dear. Poor Seamus, I had no idea how tired he was...
|We watch him snore in silence for a while|
"Yeah, right... so what now, do we wake him right away or let him sleep for a bit, Heather is going to bite his head off when he gets home either way"
|He sure does not look to happy now |
"Ok with any other chick, eh, woman I´d have some idea what kind of talking you're ´bout, but you being... eh, you- I guess you actually do want to, well, talk, right"
yes. This was the second time I was around as Carella harassed you.
And... I am sorry Nick, but obviously something has happened to you.
Changed you. And somehow it is all about you and him, so..."|
I let my voice trail off
"Eh, right, but... I don´t really want to talk about it... hell, I don´t even want to think about it, but... if I tell you..."
Good Lord, what is this about?!
Le I really like you and I think, eh, think that you think.. that I am
not so bad either.. but if I tell you... this might... change,
"Well there is only one way to find out, right. Try me"
|Try her. And lose what little we have?|
|Hell with it. She´ll find out one way or another, some day, anyway, and what then?|
"Alright, but it´s a long story"