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All of us were drowned in silence again. My dads eyes watered even
more. I even thought Amina was tearing up.
"W-w-well, she was quiet. Elegant, graceful..."
Dad, no what was her NAME?
"Geneva, I think."
"Dad, if she is anywhere, she is probably going by her old last
name. Not Huence, it's a dumb name anyway.
"Uh, Crinalsa I think?"
Chapter 7
Anywhere the Wind Blows
There was no other choice now.
We HAD to check to phonebook.
Amina and I had never heard of the Crinalsa bloodline, it always
remained ellusive. But, so did probably a million other names in my
family. My uncle, I never forgot. Uncle Rimard. Great guy, but it
puzzled me that he didn't have the Huence or Crinalsa last name.
"Okay, we're looking for a Crinalsa?"
"Yeah, I think it's spelled C-R-I-N-A-L-S-A."
"Probably."
My fingers graced the bright yellow pages of the phonebook. They
always felt so sharp and rough. So many names just waiting to be
acsessed.
It always made feel uncomfortable.
"Ah! I think I've found it!"
"Really!!???"
"Man, this is our day. It has an address!"
I bent over Amina's shoulder, and read the address out loud. . .
"981 Retyu Street"
My heart skipped a beat.
"Oh....My...God.... Shes on the next block!!!"
Chapter 8
From the Outside
I just ran.
That was all I could do.
All the answers I have ever wanted are beyond the block. Just beyond
the lousy block! This was more than I could handle!
But I still ran.
Amina stopped to catch a breath, you could even see her rapid
heartbeat through her chest.
"Can we stop for a second, Janeane? My lungs are about to
collapse."
I was outraged, and I couldn't help it.
"WHAT? Amina, I have been literally going crazy my whole life,
I've never gotten a decent answer in as long as I can remember, and
I've been talking to my WALLPAPER for assistance! Look, if we don't
stop, you get exhausted, if we do, I will probably die. Do YOU want ME
to suffer for the rest of my pathetic life in silence?? WELLL???
Amina just stood there. Her eyes wide and astonished. Her blonde hair
oily and shiny from sweat. I couldn't help but shield my eyes from
her.
"Janeane. . .I. . .I. .'m lost."
I didn't know what she was saying, but I didn't care. I ran. I saw
Amina get smaller, and smaller.
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I finally arrived. I finally arived. It was the right address. She was
just behind the door.
I rang the doorbell.
The door opened with a rusty creak. Only so far that I could see the
solemn wrinkles around her eyes.
"Hello?"
I tried desperatley to clear the lump in my throat. But it was
impossible.
"M. . Ms. Crinalsa?
"Yes. . . Why?"
"M. . .Mom?"
Geneva Crinalsa just stood there. I had no idea what she was going to
do. She would either shoo me from her abode, or. . . I have no idea.
"J..J..aneane?"
I silently nodded.
"Oh my God...My Baby!!"
Geneva threw her large arms around me and pulled me close. I swore,
she cried. She cried so hard.
Chapter 8
All I ever wanted
Mona was the most dazzling young woman I had ever seen. She had
beautiful curly neon-red hair, and the most delicate yet colorful face
that the world possibly could've produced naturally. She showed me her
array of dresses that she had, all beautiful beyond belief.
"You know, I thought that I would go NUTS, knowing my mom left.:
Mona turned from her frilly vanity mirror and faced me.
"Anything, unusual ever happen?"
I shook my head, holding back the truth until she could be more
specific.
"Well, I have this wallpaper. . ."
Mona immediantly looked up. It scared me a bit.
"And it has doves on it. Every time I woke up, the doves
changed. They faced different patterns, things like that. I thought I
was going nuts."
Mona sat on the bed and put her mouth close to my ear.
"I knew where you lived, little sis. I would crawl through the
window at night and rearrange the doves. They are stickers, you
know."
"Uh, Janeane? Are you all right? Wake up!!!"
The End
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