Chapter Eighteen

'How was school today?' mom asked the moment I entered the bay.

'Great as usual!'

'You came home much earlier today'

That's because I did not spy on Fayre today. Well of course I don't tell my mom that.

'Oh, teacher released us early'

Mom looked up from her book she was reading. I looked away quickly (but still acting normal), not letting her read me.

'You're not working today?' I asked. Also curious that she's not at the clinic like she always is.

'I took the day off, Zayne's not feeling well suddenly'

'Where is he?' I asked, walking into the bedroom. Zayne was sleeping on mom and dad's bed.

'Don't wake him up'

'Not intending to'

I walked back into the living room. Mom's face is in her book again.

'What are you reading?' I asked, sitting on the sofa opposite her.

'A classic, the girl with the glass slipper, I forgot the girl's name'

'Mom that's Cinderella' I said.

'How do you know? You read it?'

'No mom, it's on the cover'

Mom turned the book to look at the cover and laughed at herself.

'Oh, how silly of me'

'There's a movie too. A very old movie'

'Really? Which year?'

'Twenty fifty'

'Around two hundred and fifty years ago?!'

I nodded.

'That's like a hundred years before humans live in space!'

'Yeah, I read it somewhere that's the last movie remake they'll ever do for Cinderella. I think dad sure knows about it. Since he likes to learn about the twentieth century'

'Alright, I'm stopping at this page' mom placed a bookmark and closed the book. 'Wanna watch a movie with me?'

'What movie?' I asked.

'I want something from Earth, I had enough of all the sci-fi and space movies'

'Okay, my personal favourite and dad's too…' I switched on the television and clicked movies. I scrolled down until I saw the movie series. About ten movies, I think, well I didn't count.

'What's that?'

'Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts, all exist in the same world'

'I've heard of the beast thing but what's this Harry Potter?'

'Really? You don't know Harry Potter?' I was not really that surprised to hear that my mom doesn't know Harry Potter.

'Come on which year was that?'

'The latest movie was twenty eleven'

'Wow so old. I don't think I can handle the picture quality'

'Mom, come on they already had HD back in twenty eleven. And mom, it's a very great movie. Harry Potter has about eight movies. Wanna movie marathon with me?'

Mom looked at me sideways. She was considering my offer and I smiled at her and raised my eyebrows. That actually got to her. She laughed. I like to see her laugh. It made her look young.

'Okay, Harry Potter it is'

'Believe me, you won't be disappointed'

We watched the screen for like ten hours. Mom was already a big fan of the movie.

'The movie was adapted from a book'

'Really? Who's the brilliant author?'

'I see you're using words from the movie already'

'I'm a witch!'

I laughed.

'J.K. Rowling is the author'

'She's a millennial?'

'Nope, nineteen sixty-five'

'Ooh way older'

I nodded. We were about to start part four, The Goblet of Fire, when dad entered the bay.

'I'm home!' dad exclaimed.

'Dad!' I said excitedly.

Mom and I got up from our seats to hug and kiss him.

'I didn't realise how late it is already' mom said.

'Dad, mom's already a fan of Harry Potter!'

'She is? Oh brilliant!'

We laughed when dad copied the accent from the movie.

'How's Zayne?'

'He hasn't woke up all day'

'The whole fifteen hours that I'm away he's asleep?!'

Dad went to check on Zayne. I saw mom was looking guilty. I held her hand. I was wrong too. We were too engrossed with the movie that's it. But we actually do check on Zayne occasionally but he's asleep. We went to the bedroom. Zayne wasn't on the bed.

'Where is he?!' dad was getting hysterical. I had never seen him like this before.

Just then, the bathroom door swung open. Zayne came out. Dad was relieved. Mom too. And myself.

'You went to the toilet alone?' dad asked.

'Yeah, I've been going to the toilet a couple of times. I don't want to disturb the fun so I didn't tell mommy' Zayne said.

'Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry. You can just call me next time okay?' mom said. She went to pick him up and hugged him dearly.