“mom who did you say is coming for the Easter dinner at grandma ”
She smiled at me
“Ohh your uncle Mark. You know its been long since I had seen him. My baby brother. He was just a baby when I last saw him.”
She was already in her dream land fantasying about a brother I had no idea about.
“ you know Ivy, he was so cute when he was a baby, I bet he now have muscles and girls drooling over him. He was so cute and handsome.”
What can I do other than listen to my mom bragging about her baby brother. Her ranting was vetting the better of me. How can she talk about that to a person who she didn't know. She was starting to annoy me and I guess she noticed and stopped talking.
Mom and I continued packing as we were going to spend Easter at granny's house. I was a little excited , that just for once I was going to meet mom's siblings. .
I knew there were there but never met them. If we want to meet them, mom always had an excuse to give. She was always reluctant to talk about her family, her past but today she was blubbering about this sister of hers or the other.
Suddenly I missed my siblings, they had been gone for three hours and they weren't back. If they were here they would love this topic. Especially my little sister, she will go crazy.
“why are you grinning like that” I snapped my head to meet my mom's questioning gaze.
I shook my head.
“nothing mom. I was just thinking.” I shoot her a smile. She nodded.
“mom why didn’t we see any of your siblings or even grandma.” She sighed. Her hazel eyes filled with sorrow and regret.
“ things were hard back then.” Her lips curl into a smile, that smile that never reached her eyes
That smile that a always tear my heart apart.
“Ooh” I didn’t want to push her button any further. Fad had walked away from us, divorced mom and went where the Almighty knows. I sighed as I recalled those days. Mom had suffered from anxiety attacks and depression. Anyone could have manipulated her into doing whatever.
After some minutes were done packing and the two trouble markers bust into the house laughing. I am sure mom had not noticed that they weren't in the house.
“oooh good you two are back. I guess its time to go then. Your granny has been nagging me for years wanting to meet the three of you.”
She looked away from us, trying to hide tears that had already clouded her hazel eyes. That was too late. I had noticed them..
I wanted to ask her what was wrong, anyways she would tell me when she is ready.
“ you three better behave... Terry .. Terry”
My brother was on his phone as always. His life was now like that since dad walked out on us. He talked less , he was..
“ I will take that From you.”
Mom said snatching the phone from Terry.
“ What the hell mom. What was that for.”
His forehead formed deep lines, his teeth clutched. Looking at him at now he was dad, he was his duplicate, brown eyes, dirty blond hair that seem never to be washed. I swayed my eyes to mom, she stared at him froze.
“You won't use that language with me young man”
Her voice was sharp, making Lizzy snap out of her day dreaming. She looked at mom who was already panting.
“ you...”
A knock at the window stopped mom. The was an old woman there and looking closely she resembled mom. She was a duplicate of mom or mom the duplicate of her . whatever its still confusing.
“ we will talk about this later.”
she gave Terry a death glare before she opened the door. Her smile plastered. She hug granny and we followed.
“oh my oh my is this Ivy. She has grown into a beautiful woman. ”
she smiled at me and I watched mom roll her eyes at what granny had just said.
“ you look just like your father dear, tall, tanned, ohhh and those beautiful brown eyes. I..”
“Mom stop this nonsense, Ivy doesn't look like him. Shall we go inside.. Its freezing out here.”
Granny looked upset and wanted to argue but just let go. I could see her restraining herself from saying something.
“ Come children, I have made something special for you and ..” we trailed behind grabby into the cosy little home. Mom had spent most of her childhood here. I felt a little smile crept onto my lips. I swayed my eyes, analysing each and every detail of this house.
I froze as I saw him. His dark hair messy and dirty. His blue eyes, those pink lips. My gaze lingered there for a few. He licked his lower lip. He knew I was looking and he was punishing me for that.
“ seems like someone is already hungry.”
he chuckled . His voice was husky and low. It send shivers down my spine. I jerked my head to meet his piercing gaze. Those brown eyes that seem to be undressing me, hell no there where undressing me, rapping me.
“Lizzy have some manners.” mom's voice snapped me back to reality . I stole a glance at Lizzy who had her mouth full with Chocolate cookies. I giggled at the sight. My sister and food. But that statement wasn't meant for her. It was meant for me. He was trying yo get a reaction out of me.
“Children this is Mark and where is Lisa.”
mom questioned.
“Here sorry I am late. Oh my God they have grown up . they are so cute.”
I threw a glance at the voice. She screamed wealth by her appearance.
“Wow.” Why had not seen my mom's siblings, why had she not asked them for help when she was almost bankrupt. The bank is about to sake our house for it yo get its money and here her family are super rich. I shook my head, something doesn’t add up.
“Ooh my God look at you Lisa, you have..”
I have had enough if family reunion for once.
With that I managed to slip out og the room.
