Gone Daddy Gone

Muceni, the healer, let me rest the remaining part of the day, before she wanted us head off onto the place where I was to be taught, to control my powers. She gave me the time and space I needed to come to grips of what my life was to become. The only times she interrupted my solitude, was when my body reflexively started to use Patere. She did what she had to do to keep me from using the power. Needless to say, I feel it hurt me than it hurt her.

She eventually gave me a sheet of bark to write on, to send to my family. I poured my feelings into my anguish of my situation to my parents. I tried my best to convey onto them that I was upset that I could no longer be with them. That I was happy that Mother was healed. I wrote that I was regretful that I could no longer spend time playing with Katarina. I was pouring my shame that I would not be able to help out Father around the house.

When I finished writing my letter to my family, I handed it over to Muceni to give to my parents. She respectfully took the note from me. While I wish I could say that I waxed poetically in my letter, all the things the I was feeling and thinking about, but I was blunt. I have never, in either life, been a person that is able to use flowery language when communicating.

"I'm sorry, I can't give this letter to your family. There is too many negative feelings that you are sending to your parents in this letter. You need to seem them a letter of hope for the future. If you give them this letter, you will often feel grief that your last communication to your family was one of sadness." (Muceni)

"That shouldn't matter. Mommy and Daddy will just be happy to know that I care about them." (Rehor)

"You might feel that now, but in the future, who knows. There is one other thing you didn't put in your letter. You didn't mention your other sister. Did you forget about her?" (Muceni)

Wait? What? I have another sister. When did this happen? How long have I been here, that I don't know that I have another sister? Why was I not told about this? I do not know what feeling I am feeling the most of. Am I more angry to find out that I had not been told that I have a sister? Or am I feeling more happiness that I, now, have another sister to care about? I am completely confused on what I should be feeling.

"I have a sister? I..is she okay?" (Rehor)

"I'm sorry, I thought you knew. Your mother had complications when your sister was being birthed. That's why I was needed." (Muceni)

"But, my sister, is she good? Tell me, please." (Rehor)

"She's a beautiful and healthy little girl. The is nothing, in the slightest, wrong with her." (Muceni)

"Thank you. Thank you for telling me." (Rehor)

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"I will personally take this letter to your parents. And I will explain to them what you are going to do." (Muceni)

"You are so nice. Thank you." (Rehor)

"It is my responsibility to look after you, for now. It is the least of what I can do for you. Now rest for the rest of the day. We will need to leave early tomorrow and travel for several days. It will being tiring, and you will need your energy. I will see you later when I get back." (Muceni)

She is such a nice woman. I know she is trying to keep a calm guise in front of me. Even though I know it is fake, it is soothing. I do not think I could ever be able to have that type of demeanor. I love to express my feelings, both positive and negative. I do, though, kind of envy the sedate atmosphere she portrays. I wear my heart on my sleeve.

"Can you make sure you tell Mommy and Daddy, that I love them? And can you see if Katarina and my other sister are doing good? Can you see what her name is?" (Rehor)

"Yes Rehor. It is my job, as a healer, to make sure people are alright. Both in there body and mind. I will also find out what name they have decided on for your sister." (Muceni)

"Thank you Muceni. I'm sorry for being so much trouble for you." (Rehor)

"Don't consider yourself a trouble. I would do this for anyone. You just have a special circumstance." (Muceni)

Hearing her words, I know that she says is the truth, but I still feel grateful to her. I am to troubling to her, that I could not but be a hassle.

A grown man, yeah right. I feel like a child. I mean, am in the body of a child. If the shoe fits…

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And so, the night ends and the new day beginnings. Muceni woke me up well before the sun was up. She had me clean up and then help her with preparing some food for breaking the overnight fast, breakfast. She had me do this, since she was getting supplies ready for our trip to my new, life.

Unlike the cart that Father uses for hauling lumber, the one that Muceni uses is more of a hand cart. It was, maybe, twelve feet cubed. The cart was not something that was meant for carrying a large amount of supplies, just enough for what was needed to carry for a few days.

She had explained to me, that the hall that the Unleashed lived at was far enough away from any city. It was set that way, at least to her, for the safety of residents of any nearby town. I did wonder if it was more because of the fear of the residents being too close to them. Are they prejudiced against the Unleashed? No, I mean, 'us Unleashed.'

"Good-bye Mommy, Daddy, Katarina, Sofija… I will see you again." (Rehor)