It was time for us to go back home.
I have come to hate the month of January! It seems to be always there to remind
us of the life we had before the holidays. I had so much fun and drama that it
would take time for me to adjust well to work. Fred and I were to report to
work the following week. It was good for
us to leave now, as it would give us enough time to rest.
We left our home the next day at
around ten o’clock in the morning. My brother and his family had already left
at around seven o’clock since he was to report back to work the following day. We
loaded our stuff in the car and started driving away. I looked back and saw my
mum waving us away. I couldn’t help but feel sad. Her face told a sad story. She
was smiling so hard but you could tell she was just forcing it. She was going
to be all alone again. With dad not around to keep her company, she really
needed us around but we were married away. I made a point to talk to her more
often.
Our drive back was so weird. Fred
and I spoke so little during our drive back home. I didn’t have much to say to
him. He kept on glancing at me through the rear view mirror. It was as if he
wanted to say something but he shut it down. I ignored him. As we stopped at a
stopover along the way, I went and bought sodas for both of us as he fueled the
car. I gave him his soda.
“Thanks.” He said as he received
the soda.
I didn’t respond. The drive took another two hours before we
arrived back at our apartment. As Fred unloaded the bags from the trunk, I went
up the stairs and opened the door for him. The house was a mess! Some of my
stuff was still on the couch as I had left them when we were leaving to our
parents. I went directly to the bedroom and placed my handbag on the bed. As I returned
to the other room, I found bags placed on the floor. Fred had dumped them near
the door and returned to get the last one. I moved them to the bedroom and
started unpacking the clothes. We hadn’t done any laundry since we travelled. I
separated the clothes and soaked some of them to be washed a bit later.
By this time, Fred had already
come back to the apartment with the other bag. He carried it to the bedroom
then came and stood next to me.
“The new car is already here.”
Fred said showing me the car key.
“Oh, that’s nice. I thought it was
going to be brought next week or something.” I replied. We were talking about
the car that we got as a Christmas present.
“I had told my parents on when we
were returning to the city so I guess they sent it over today.” He replied.
“Cool. Now we don’t have to keep
on hiring a car when we go somewhere.”
“Yes. Anyway, let me shower.” He said
walking into the bathroom.
I decided to start preparing lunch since I was
already hungry. I checked the fridge. There were some meatballs and minced meat
on the freezer section and some packets of juice on the lower section. I
decided to cook pasta and meatballs. I was too tired to cook something that
would take longer.
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