Bloody Weekend

Chapter 27

Gently Ryan said

"I understand your grief Graciela. "

"Am I sad ?"

Questions that astonished Ryan . It seems like a question to himself not to Ryan.

Graciela mutters

"Everything happened so fast. When we're alive and breathing seconds later we're dead. There may be just a sense of emptiness. To hell with it all, while we're here good to eat and say that we're alive when I think Peter is much more alive. You know, Ryan when Peter was dying that he looked more alive than we did. "

"Stop Graciela. "

A moment Graciela looked at Ryan .

"You must not have thought that it was my true feelings. Do you think I'll cry all day ? And you will come to me and gently say that all will be forgotten. You're a good Ryan. Very good but honey it's not enough for me."

Ryan took a few steps back. His face turned grim. His voice became heavy when he said

"You're right."

With annoyance Graciela continued again her words.

"You think how I felt last night ? Just sit there while Peter is dead and none of you care. No one but me and Natasha. Only the two of us know what it's like to lose Peter. Just so you know sit with you who are happy because Peter is dead, somber Shawn , Amy who pretends to be sad and Julia who is heartless and happy because of the cheap newspapers she reads to be reality . Did you know that this is a nightmare for me."

Ryan just shut up. He doesn't know what to say now.

Seeing Ryan's silent demeanor, Graciela said

"You know for me only Peter feels real."

In a flat tone Ryan said

"I know that compared to me it's not real. Everyone talks like that."

"I'm sorry Ryan. But for me right now I hate this situation so much. The circumstances in which a man so alive to me is dead."

"And I, who is only half alive, still stand before you Graciela ."

"It's not like that I mean Ryan."

"I think you've been clear enough to tell me what you mean to Graciela and I think it's true."

Graciela looked back. She said

"I don't think I'll ever be sad for Peter. I want to be very sad for him. Maybe it's true what he told me first."

Ryan just shut up. But she suddenly became shocked when Graciela said

"I'll go to the rest house. "

Then Graciela went into the forest. Ryan went back home.

Amy was quite surprised to see Ryan come home . His face was pale as if no blood was flowing there. Ryan didn't hear Amy's call.

He walked to the chair in front of the fireplace and said

"It's cold tonight."

"It's better to light a fire."

"What ?"

Amy went to pick up a match and lighted her fireplace. With a heart in his sight Ryan.

"It's nice now to be warm and cozy" Amy said.

"Step looks cold on her it is. The weather outside is not so cold. Something must have happened to him and Graciela. What exactly did Graciela tell him?"

"Come here Ryan."

"What ?"

Now Amy speaks very slowly and loudly like speaking to a deaf person.

Then came the Ryan he knew back. Ryan, as usual, always smiled gently at her.

"It's okay."

Firewood in the fireplace sounds. Makes the fire brighter. She held out her long hand and she said,

"It's so good with fire."

Amy said

"Did you like to burn yams in Logdewood?"

"of course. And now I still do. Every day always take a basket of yams to it."

Amy remembers the day of their day at Logdewood. Ryan at Logdewood. Ryan was sitting in his library. There was a large walnut tree that covered the window in one of the library rooms . Through the other window we can enjoy the view of the sunflower fields. Meanwhile in the field of flowers stood firmly a tree that was quite old.

Oh Logdewood . I really miss her.

It was smelled by the smell of sunflowers. Golden colored sunflower . Smell of yam burned in the garden. The smell of old books Ryan likes to read. Usually Ryan will always read books in his favorite chair. Then Amy remembered Graciela.

Amy regained her senses and asked ,

"Graciela where is it ? "

"He went to the rest house. "

"Why ?" Amy asked with wide eyes.

His voice was sudden and sounded a bit in resuscitated Ryan back.

"Amy dear me. .. You certainly know not that he is close to Hamilton."

"Oh of course I know that. But what I don't understand is why he had to go to Peter's place to die. Graciela has never been that good."

"Do you think we know all about the people in this house ? Especially Graciela?"

Amy's eye brows slightly rose. She said

"But I think we've known him since childhood.

"He's changed."

"I don't think so ."

"Graciela has changed."

Amy looked at him with a probing look.

"Is it bigger than your change or mine."

"Oh that's right

" No I haven't changed I'm still the same. And you too."

But Ryan was uncertain. He focused his eyes and watched Amy stirring up a wooden slab in the fireplace. He looked at Amy from a distance, her chin, her skin and her eyes that had a hardness of determination.

"I think it'd be so nice of Amy, too bad if we met often ."

Amy looked at him and smiled. She said

"I know how hard it is now to stay in touch. "

Outside, a sound rang out and Ryan immediately got up to him.

"Rubber, said Julia "he said again "It is indeed quite tiring because this is the first time we have dealt with murder. I'm gonna go to bed. Good night Amy."

Ryan left the living room and went up to his bedroom. When Graciela returned home .

Amy looked at him and said

"What did you say to Ryan ?"

"Ryan ?" Graciela asked confusedly.

Brow wrinkled. It was as if he was thinking about something complicated.