12 THE DRAWING

I left him is room alone and came to hall. I put on the TV and switch between different channels. I got noting interesting to distract myself so I put the remote on table with a bang. I hold my head in my hands.

Rick was standing in the door of our bedroom watching the whole scene. He came to me and sat on the sofa next to me.

“Hey listen.” He said putting his arm around my shoulder. I looked at him. “We can solve this okay. No need to get worried about this.” He said looking at floor.

“Are you kidding me...? After all that had happened in the past, how can you be so calm...?” I said in a high tone flung his army away. He kept quite. “She is here because she needs something. And we both know what it is.” I said angrily looking at him. “She will ruin us you know that and you are acting like everything is fine.” He was still quite. I stood up and moved toward TV and put it off. “Are not you afraid Rick...? we are having a child now.” I said in a breaking voice and wet eyes.

“so what...? what do you want me to do...? should I go and search for her...? past can’t be changed and there is no means to get worried about what had happened in the past.” He said in a angry tone. “What if she has changed...? We have to wait until we get to know her motive.” He said trying to calm himself. We both went silent as the phone rang. He went toward the table and took the receiver.

“Hello...?”

“Hello. Mr. Chohen...?”

“Yes...it’s me. Who is this...?”

“Good morning sir. I’m talking from HYUNDAI SERVICE STATION. Your car service date is for today.”

“Oh. I forgot about it. What are the timings...? He asked rubbing his lips with his fingers.

“It’s at 1 pm sir.”

“Okay. Thank you. I will be there.” With this he put the receiver back. He looked at the clock. It was eleven. “I’m still having one and a half hour.” He thought to himself. He turned back toward me. I was still standing there like a lifeless statue. He holds my arm and pulled me in a hug. I wrap my arms around him and tighten my grip. He pats my head.

“It’s okay. We both will take care of it together.” He said with a calm voice. I was sobbing in his arms as he lifts my chin and looked at me.

He wiped my tears and led me toward dining table. He poured me a glass of water. I drink a few sips of water and put the glass on the table.

“I have to go to car service station at twelve-thirty. I will get sweetie with me after her off from school.” He said sitting in front of me. I nodded in a yes and smiled at him.

“Did you take you medicines...? He asked me.

“Oh shit.” I said with a sudden look on my face. “You didn’t?” he said letting out a long sigh.

“I will take now.” I said making a funny face. He smiled at my expression. I giggled and move toward bedroom.

I took my medicines and lie down in the bed. My eyes were feeling heavy.

“Are you sleeping...? Rick asked me entering the room.

“no.” I stood up and went to kitchen to prepare for lunch. I put radio on music. “HEY JUDE” from BETTLES was playing. I was humming along the music as I was preparing for lunch. After about an hour I called Rick.

“Can you bring some groceries on the way back...?” I asked him as he appeared with some papers in his hand.

“Yes. Of course.” He said opening the fridge and pouring himself a glass of orange juice.

“Okay. I will give you the list.” I said finishing with cleaning of kitchen counter after cooking. “And lunch...?” I asked him washing my hands.

“We will have together after coming back. I’m getting late.” He said putting glass on the table.

I grab the pen and notepad from the top of fridge and write down the groceries. I tear the paper and hand it to him. “Remember about toothpaste. Only menthol. Okay.” I said to him putting the pen and notepad back to its place.

“Okay. Anything else...?” he asked going through the list.

“no.” I replied standing in front of him. He folded the paper and put it in the pocket of his trouser.

“Go and have some rest.” He said stroking my cheek and pecking my lips. I smiled lightly and nodded.

He grabs car keys and head toward the garage when we heard door bell. He looked at me. “Are we expecting someone...?” he asked me turning back and moving toward the main door.

“no.” I yelled from the kitchen moving toward hall to have a look at door. He opened the door and there was no one. He went out to see if someone was there. Nobody was there. He turned back toward inside as he step on a paper cover. He grabs that and came inside.

“Who was there...?” I asked him standing near the telephone. “Nobody. But it was there.” He said waving the paper cover in air.

“What is this...?” I asked him moving toward him.

“I don’t know. Just found it on the door.” He said opening the paper cover.

It was covered with brown tape. He opens the cover and a folded sheet of paper slipped down on the floor. I grab the paper and open its fold. It was a drawing on a white sheet.

“What is it...?” he asked me pulling the paper toward him. “A drawing. What a joke.” He said with a giggle. “Why would someone send us a wax crayon drawing...?” he asked looking at me. I shrugged in a no.

I look closely in the drawing it seems like I have seen that somewhere. I focus on my memory but nothing came to my mind. “Have you seen it before...? I asked Rick taking a deep look at the paper drawing.

“no.” He said with a blunt look.

“Hm.” I was still lost in the thought were I have seen this drawing of a little girl.

Suddenly the phone ring...I gave that drawing to Rick and pick up the phone.

“Hello...?”

“So Do you like the drawing...?” I turn cold with fear as those words went in my ear.

“Hello...? Frozen. Ha-ha.” I was still clueless how to react. “Maybe you should go and see you girl. What if she is not at school.” And hang up the call.

“Who is it Julia...?” Rick asked me as he noticed my frozen face. I looked at the drawing in his hand. He got the idea what I was about to say as he looked at the drawing again.

“Sweetie” we both yelled in unison.