Monday, March 01, 2010

He Came to Say he was Sorry…

Tiki’s dad had been missing for two days when the looming, dark stranger rang their front door bell with a big bunch of slightly wilting roses in his hand. He spoke with an old Irish accent, “Hello, may I come in?” he asked gentlemanly enough.

Tiki shut the door “hold on, I gotta ask my mom” and rushed up the stairs to her mom who was on the phone with some relative or another. Her mom started to run out of worry. Tiki heard her say something about dad running away. Tiki didn’t think her dad would ever run away, and held on hope that he was lost or that someone was holding him captive for information they thought he had. She imaged whatever it was, her dad was tough enough to survive it and come home a great hero. Tiki always thought of big guys like her dad as heroes.

“Please come in, sit down. Can I get you some coffee or something?” Tiki’s mom, Leah, was polite to the stranger. Tiki didn’t like him.

“Ah, no that’s really okay. I can’t stay long.” He handed Tiki’s mom the flowers and asked her to please sit, “I have something very important to tell you.” He looked over at Tiki. He stared at her. She got the chills and left the room.

“I’m gonna go play on the xbox, k mom?”

“Sure thing, honey.”

The next thing Tiki heard would change her forever. It would alter her view of a universe otherwise normal and electronic.

“WhAT!? You’re a sick freak, get out of here NOW!” Tiki heard her mom shouting at the stranger. “What kind of vampire APOLOGIZES!? Jesus fucking Christ all mighty.” Leah slammed the door shut on the stranger then fell with her back against the door weeping and sobbing and cursing.

Tiki went to consol her mom until she saw her dad’s wallet and wedding ring in her mom’s hands….

1 comment:

katy said...

i got this idea last night while watching Being Human.