Yesterday mum gave me a box to pack the things to be sent back to Scotland. After which she said to called them and get it over with as it had to be done some time, so the sooner the better. So we sat down together on the couch and made the call while she held my hand - I'm such a baby. I want her to baby me if that's what she wants because I meant what I said to her the other day, when I told her she didn't miss out on any of that fun growing up stuff, as I've been saving it for her to enjoy now. Also it's something I missed out on to some extent. So it's pleasing to both of us, even though some may find it weird.
Everything went pretty much as expected. Ms Oliver picked up my call.
"Hello, it's Katlyn, can I speak to Cindy please?"
"Oh, I've been wondering how long it would be before we heard from you, are you ready to return yet?" She said in that superior voice of hers.
"No I want to speak to Cindy please." It went quiet and then Cindy was on the line.
She was the usual Cindy, all jolly and happy wanting to no how I was enjoying my time with Jimmy MacLeod. This is the first I knew of his surname, I'd always just known him as Jim. She got a surprise when I told her I only ever stayed with him two nights and it was an even bigger surprise when I said I'd been back there for a month squatting in the east wing and raiding her pantry every night.
The next thing in the back ground I can hear Ms Oliver, "What does she mean, there isn't an east wing, ask her what she's talking about."
So Cindy asks me and I explain but before I could get finished I can hear her in the back ground again saying something about me not being allowed there and what if there had been a fire. In the end Cindy got a bit fed up, as I was, and told her to speak to me properly but she refused. So she shut up after that and I was able to finish telling Cindy about the things I'd used being in a roll on the bed in the little room at the end of the corridor. I also said about the things I'd borrowed and was returning along with her ski suit. I then heard in the back ground something about thieving and my grand fathers name was mentioned. I said to Cindy to tell her that I wasn't thieving anything, that I borrowed them and was returning them, and as an after thought added that,
"and if she doesn't return my things that I still have there, including my school work, she would be the one thieving."
Cindy said not to worry as she would try and sort it out for me. So I gave her my address and phone number and asked if she would call me some time for a proper chat without big ears snooping.
"Say HI to Ivan and Sheena for me and tell grand father that I'm missing him so much and thank him for getting me where I am today." That is the truth, but not meant in the same way as one would normally say these things.
She said she would keep in touch and that was that. Pretty much normal for that place.
I didn't have my phone on speaker but mum was able to catch bits and I filled her in on the rest. She said that she could see now why I tried so hard to get away.
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