I met George...I met Ted

After dinner, I head back to bed early. As I was about to shut my eyes, I heard a vibration from my phone. Guess who it is? StarDust aka Little Moon. My chat pet. I need to find out what she thought of my first impression.

I see a lot of happy emojis dancing on the screen from her.

"Someone seems so happy today."

"Yes...."

"Care to share?"

"He's here.... He is really here... hmmm..." She seems so happy.

"So who is it? Anyone, I know?"

"You know him, seen him, heard me talk of him. George, the famous actor. " She sends me an upside smiley face.

"So what's so good about an actor.. I bet he's not even good looking as me."

"Hmm... I cannot compare as I have never even seen your photo, silly." She trying to start a fight with me.

"And he might be crowded with girls if he's so popular and handsome as you say." I was enjoying criticizing myself with her and making fun of my own self.

She didn't reply for about fifteen minutes. So I disturbed her saying, "IS some snoring already?"

"No, I am not... Actually, I thought him to be similar as you described. But he seems just the opposite - well mannered, tall, gentlemanly kind guy, without any tattoos or body piercings."

Oh boy, she's praising me, and that's a first.

"So this dude is staying for long at your home?" I asked her.

"Brother D trusts him, and we have things to discuss upcoming drama."

"Are you sure he's a good guy, he can turn into a werewolf anytime you know" I scared her.

"HUH!!!! what!!! .... what werewolf.." Yes I made her confused.

And I hear a door open and someone coming to the outdoor porch. There she was gazing at the stars, seated on the steps. She definitely is not from this world, she's from fairyland, creation of imperfections outside but an innocent soulful of perfection within her. I have known about her pureness. But to see her in real and see her transform into many forms of herself in the coming days is a secret blessing I got from Mr.D. I realized why Mr.D cherishes her so much. Such girls are hard to come by nowadays.

"Are you watching the stars?" I asked her suddenly and forgot I am actually watching her from tmy room window.

"Hmm... yes.. You might see the same stars as me I think." I just smiled.

"Starry..."

"Hmm..."

"You be careful around him ok... I want you to be safe from unknown guys that stay at your place."

"Now, why do you sound like Brother D... "

"Because we both care about your safety, silly" I scolded her. When I looked at her again I saw her curled up on the outdoor sofa with her cat - Olivegreen- a Russian Blue cat - making biscuits on her hair.

I didn't get any reply from her, so I went out to see what she's doing. She was sound asleep with tightly hugging her cat, who looked at me disapprovingly. I felt like I disturbed their privacy.. OH, catty...

"HI, Brother George, you are up," said Ted coming there with a lime juice in hand. I pointed to Little Moon and signed him to lower his voice. He suddenly went to her and brushed off a hairpiece on her forehead, while motioning me to come and sit on the stairs. I suddenly saw him looking closely at her feet as if to find something. Pervert.

"Brother, did Brother D tell you everything?" he asked me.

"Yes, I think. Why do you ask?"

"I didn't tell Brother D, but her eczema symptoms have started again."

"Huh!!" We both looked at each other. That means she's suffering from skin irritation.

"Yes, Brother. She was not feeling really ok after her friend passed away. Even though we took her to the beach home. She was pretending to be happy specially for Brother D's sake."

"So does she take any medicine?"

"She has given up taking medicine for many years. She might suffer for about two weeks because of the wounds she has. Her feet are all scared because of it."

"Why don't you tell Mr.D about this, he might be able to persuade her to take some medicine."

I looked at her. And then only I saw her feet below the knees were scarred pretty bad. I once have had eczema due to stress when I was in high school. With time it healed and I didn't get it again. I realize she might have been in so much pain while making us lunch and dinner. It seems she never likes to show others how painful or how much she had suffered.

"She really misses Brother D, brother George."

I looked at him,

"She's a very different person when he's here. The whole home is filled with cheerful chatter and laughter. Filled with love." I saw his face turn into anger all of a sudden. I gave him a reassuring pat on his back to calm him down.

"All this happened because of her, and her cunning plans." Ted stormed through his anger.

Ted's phone started to ring. He showed me the caller ID. It's Mr.D.

"Ted is there something you need to tell me." Ted has put the call on speaker mode after he told him I am also there.

"Hmm.... Brother, her eczema symptoms have started again. I think her friend's death seems to bother her, even though she is quiet about it."

"Ok, Ted, where is she. Is she asleep on the porch again?"

"Yes, brother."

"You will have to help her indirectly to heal the wounds quickly. Or it will take years to control."

"What should we do , Mr.D?" I asked as Ted seems so flustered.

"Ted, go to Little Moon's room. Open her left bottom drawer. There you will find five identical bottles with an ayurvedic treatment oil."

"Ok brother," Ted said.

"Get one of those bottles and take about three tablespoons of oil and apply it on her feet."

Ted bought the oil and applied it on her feet below the knee. Then only I saw the old scars and the new popping up wounds on both her feet. The cat ran away due to the sudden sounds and Little Moon slept through peacefully.

I suddenly remembered something she said to me while chatting,

"I have a lot of scars, each scar tells a story itself. A forever reminder of how I use to suffer from depression."

I never thought it was true, but I was wrong.