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darker_london2014-04-25 05:01 pm
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Meeting the parents (Cai, Zoe, Liz and Emma?)
A few days after she and Danny had gone over to Cai’s house, and about a week after Zoe had turned eighteen, Cai and Zoe met after school to talk about visions.
Cai had to head home first. Roe had started attending a school not far from London College for a couple of afternoon lessons a week, so he walked past it to meet her on his way home. After that, Dom was also home from work and let him borrow the car to get to Zoe’s, on the promise that he’d pick up groceries on his way home. Cai had passed his driver’s test first time, which was one of his proudest accomplishments, and the feeling was still new enough that he was happy to do almost any chore so long as it involved driving.
One day Cai would have a car of his own, and it would be the best day ever. Dom had started to drop hints that he’d get one if he finished Year 13, which was almost worth staying at school for another year…
Zoe was waiting at the gates of her house, reading a book with her back against the gate. Well, she was looking at the pages, but she hadn't turned the page in a long time. She felt the nerves in her body wiring themselves tight, her stomach jumping at every car that drove past. The anticipation was huge; she hadn't felt anything like it in... how long?
The thought - the hope - that someone might be able to travel into her visions with her, to see more than she might be able to by herself, that was a very powerful hope. It had been a long time since Zoe felt wrapped up in hope.
She jumped to her feet as an old blue car, out of place in this neighbourhood, pulled up across the street.
“You said it was big,” Cai said, eyes on the house at he walked over to Zoe. “You said it was massive.”
“What,” said Zoe, with a suppressed smile. “You didn’t believe me?”
“You were adopted by the right family,” he said, still staring.
“It’s a bit more complicated than that,” Zoe said, thinking about the legacy of the Kemp name. “But yes. Come on, it’s getting cold.”
Cai was wearing a t-shirt. There had been a little sun today and he was eager to soak up as much of it as possible, despite the fact the air was a brisk fourteen degrees. Zoe was wearing an enormous knitted jersey, fat Celtic knotwork patterns down her sleeves, and still chilly.
“Liz and Emma will want to meet you first,” she said as she led him up the driveway and into the house.
Cai straightened the collar of his shirt. He'd put a bit of effort in, because you did, when going over to a girl's house - scratch that, a girl's manor.
Zoe saw him fussing and turned away to hide her amused smile. "Liz!" she called through the house, echo-locating her parents. "Emma?"
Cai had to head home first. Roe had started attending a school not far from London College for a couple of afternoon lessons a week, so he walked past it to meet her on his way home. After that, Dom was also home from work and let him borrow the car to get to Zoe’s, on the promise that he’d pick up groceries on his way home. Cai had passed his driver’s test first time, which was one of his proudest accomplishments, and the feeling was still new enough that he was happy to do almost any chore so long as it involved driving.
One day Cai would have a car of his own, and it would be the best day ever. Dom had started to drop hints that he’d get one if he finished Year 13, which was almost worth staying at school for another year…
Zoe was waiting at the gates of her house, reading a book with her back against the gate. Well, she was looking at the pages, but she hadn't turned the page in a long time. She felt the nerves in her body wiring themselves tight, her stomach jumping at every car that drove past. The anticipation was huge; she hadn't felt anything like it in... how long?
The thought - the hope - that someone might be able to travel into her visions with her, to see more than she might be able to by herself, that was a very powerful hope. It had been a long time since Zoe felt wrapped up in hope.
She jumped to her feet as an old blue car, out of place in this neighbourhood, pulled up across the street.
“You said it was big,” Cai said, eyes on the house at he walked over to Zoe. “You said it was massive.”
“What,” said Zoe, with a suppressed smile. “You didn’t believe me?”
“You were adopted by the right family,” he said, still staring.
“It’s a bit more complicated than that,” Zoe said, thinking about the legacy of the Kemp name. “But yes. Come on, it’s getting cold.”
Cai was wearing a t-shirt. There had been a little sun today and he was eager to soak up as much of it as possible, despite the fact the air was a brisk fourteen degrees. Zoe was wearing an enormous knitted jersey, fat Celtic knotwork patterns down her sleeves, and still chilly.
“Liz and Emma will want to meet you first,” she said as she led him up the driveway and into the house.
Cai straightened the collar of his shirt. He'd put a bit of effort in, because you did, when going over to a girl's house - scratch that, a girl's manor.
Zoe saw him fussing and turned away to hide her amused smile. "Liz!" she called through the house, echo-locating her parents. "Emma?"