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Oak Park:
Abby and Eric went up the steps in front of the house. They remained silent.
“Are you okay?” Eric asked.
“I don’t really know… you?”
“I’m fine.”
Abby nodded.
“Here we go.” Eric pressed the bell button. Abby took a deep breathe. A couple of seconds later, the door opened. An elegant woman appeared.
“Yes?”
Abby looked at Eric. Eric said.
“We would like to talk to… Jim Wyczenski.”
The woman frowned. “Yes…” She turned her head to look at another room. “Jim! Two people would like to talk to you.”
Abby’s heart bounced. She closed her eyes. All a sudden, she reminded when she was 10 and she tried to see him but he told to his secretary he didn’t know her. She tried to see him and finally, Maggie had threatened Abby with a knife. Abby opened her eyes. He was here, standing in front of them.
“Abby… Eric…”
His wife was still here, next to him. She seemed to not understand. Abby bit her lip to not cry. But she couldn’t, she couldn’t help to cry. She felt a first tear flowed on her cheek. Jim noticed it. He did a step and wiped the tear on her cheek. Abby shivered when he touched her. She was so angry with him but now she was in front of him, the only thing she wanted it was, crying and she wanted so much he took her in his arms. He nodded. Abby moved to him. He welcomed her in his arms, squeezing her against him.
“Oh Abby…” Abby broke down. She had the impression to be the young Abby… the seven years old Abby who found his father again. Eric smiled. Jim put one of his hands on Eric’s shoulder.
“I’m so sorry…”
Luka’s place:
Abby entered in the place. Abby put her handbag on the floor and looked at Luka, who was sitting on the couch. He stood up and walked to her. They didn’t dare to talk. Abby felt her lips trembled, she moved closer to him and grabbed him by the neck to kiss him. Luka smiled inside him and took her in his arms.
“You changed…”
“Really?”
“Yeah…”
Abby nodded. Luka kissed her again. “You’ll tell me.” Abby nodded again.
Luka kissed her again. Luka led her to the couch. They sat.
“So… did you see him?”
Abby put her head on the back of the couch. “Yes.” She paused. “We talked… almost two hours… but… we didn’t ask him why… we talked about the present and the future… but not about the past. Maybe we should forget and make up for the lost time. Then when I saw him… It seemed to be useless to know why… we were together… like before. Even if he hurt me so much… I was angry that’s all.”
Abby took a deep breathe and put her head on Luka’s chest.
“I want to be, simply, happy… I just want to have my family.”
Luka kissed her head. “You’re your family… in full strength.”
Abby smiled and closed her eyes, to take advantage of the present.
“Our problems are far behind us, now… very far.” Abby whispered.
The next day:
Abby had received a call from Jim, this morning. He asked her to join him at his work.
Abby looked at the big building. She smiled and entered. She walked to the woman at the reception.
“Good morning, Miss. Can I help you?”
“Good morning, I’m looking for Jim Wyczenski.”
“Oh, yes! He told me a young woman would come. Wait for him here, I’m calling him.”
“Thank you.” Abby looked around her, amazed. Then she sat on the seat, she looked at the covers of magazines on the table next to her. She sighed and closed her eyes, reminding something… when she was ten years old.
Abby walked in the street. She entered in a big building and moved to the reception. A woman was sitting.
“Good morning, Miss. I would like to talk to Jim Wyczenski, please.” The woman looked at Abby surprised to see a ten years old girl ask this.
“What?”
“I would like to talk to Jim Wyczenski, his father.” The woman nodded and picked up the phone.
“What’s your name?”
“Abigail.” Abby answered.
A couple of seconds later, the woman told.
“Sorry, Mr Wyczenski isn’t here.”
“But he works here.”
The woman nodded again.
“Can I call your mom?”
Abby glared at her. Abby looked around her. She saw him, hiding, far… Abby tried to call him, but any word wanted to be pronounced. She noticed his painful gaze. He didn’t want to talk to her; he didn’t to see her anymore. He was left and he’ll never come back. Tears flowed on Abby’s cheeks. “Abby?... Abby?”
Abby opened her eyes, jumping. She saw Jim in front of her.
“Oh, sorry. I’m…” She stood up, straightening her jacket.
“Falling asleep…”
“Maddie had cried all night long.”
Jim nodded.
“When you were a baby… I remember you slept every other day.”
Abby smiled, amused.
“Are you hungry?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Here we go.” He smiled and invited Abby to walk before him.
Abby was reading the menu. She closed it and looked at Jim.
“It’s very expensive.”
“It’s my favourite restaurant.”
“Oh…” Abby paused. “I don’t know what I should choose…”
“What you want.”
Abby shrugged.
“Abby?”
“Yes?”
“Why don’t you ask me about…”
“I don’t know… maybe I don’t want the reason I think… can be wrong.”
“And what do you think?” Abby didn’t answer. The waiter arrived.
“Did you choose?”
“Yes, I’ll take a plat of lasagne. Abby?”
Abby frowned. “The same.”
“Good.” The waiter wrote, took the menu and went away. Jim looked at Abby.
“Abby… what do you think…?”
Abby shrugged, playing with her fork.
“I would like you know… why … I left.”
Abby glared at him. Why was it so important to him?
“It’s about Maggie? About the disease? About her usual madness?”
Jim nodded.
“I was in love with Maggie. I loved her so much… and one day… she has had a first fit of madness. One night, she got up and she went out outside… you were one month and I had obliged to catch her up in the street, in the snow with you in my arms. She was crying, screaming, like an animal in a cage. I succeeded to convince her she was ill and to take her meds… but when she was expecting Eric. She had to stop and it began again. And I didn’t manage to convince her, this time…” He paused.
“I know it. I was here. I remembered everything. I remembered when she was stretched out on the floor, almost dying because she took some meds.”
“I worked more… after that. And… at this time, I thought it was the best solution. But obviously, it wasn’t. I fell in love with someone else, I had an affair.”
Abby turned her gaze away.
“Then one day, when I found Maggie, once again, stretched out on the bathroom floor… I realized I couldn’t bear it anymore. I was so upset… I didn’t think about you and Eric. I was wrong I know. And I realized it too late…”
Abby lowered her head. The waiter put the plats on the table.
“Good Appetite, Miss, Mister.”
“Thank you.” Jim said naturally. Jim looked at Abby.
“I would like you forgive me… at least… I hope you’ll forgive me for everything, one day.”
Abby nodded. Could she forgive him? Was it his fault? Maybe no… maybe yes… Abby knew she had been in his shoes… she would do the same thing… she would runaway… Bear Maggie was easy… She knew that… She had had take car of her while thirty years old… Jim continued.
“I hope you’ll forgive what I did… and what Maggie did by my fault, whatever she did….”
“Like threatening me with a knife?” Abby thought. She shook her head, prevent herself to say this. She smiled.
“I’ll… let me a little time.”
Jim smiled.