Introduction

Introduction
 

Friday, 8th August
09:23

They’d been to many places across the globe, but it was unlike anything either of them had ever seen. The dirt road driveway that was lined with grass flanks, homed oak trees older than the three of them combined. Moss draped from the intertwined branches, fragmenting the last of the evening sun left a lingering feeling neither could pin to a specific emotion at that moment. It stirred something in the trio.

Emerging from the other end of the natural tunnel, the passengers of the car were faced with intimidating but beautiful antebellum plantation house. The building itself was brilliant white with dark accented window shutters. Soaring pillars supported the second and third floor balconies that disappeared around the back.

It was unreal, as if they were in a dream. When the girls were told that they would be moving to Louisiana, of all the places, they immediately thought of wooden shacks and hurricane damage. There was no way she thought she’d be moving into a place like this. The subject had become an issue of much discussion amongst the blonde and her friend in the run-up to the lengthy travel from Cyprus to the Southern State.

For as long as she could remember, Rion had never stayed in one place for too long. Her father was a doctor of high esteem and had many fancy letters after his name. And because of his insatiable appetite for knowledge, he would take his daughter wherever he went - Which happened to be a parallel of ‘Where’s Wally’ at any given time of year. Most would say that she was lucky that she was able to travel the world; to see obscure places, and meet people of all colours and creeds when many adults didn’t even get that opportunity. Rion would say it was a good thing too, but for a completely different reason.

She’d had problems with adults since the day she was born, which even now, left her with some deep seated issues that prevented her from investing too much in other people. According to Rion, if you can’t talk to a person honestly, or listen to them off-load their personal problems just as much as telling them your own without anxiety, then there is no point in pretending like you care. If your relationship with someone doesn’t meet that criteria then by default, they are not important. And by that criteria, she had three people in her life that meant something to her. That meant everything to her. Her dad, her dog, and her only friend, Charlie Davenport, whom had practically become her adopted sister.

Despite being a year younger, Charlie had taught, and continues to teach, Rion many things. It hadn’t been math or science, or anything like that. Charlie was not a professor like Alexander Wintar, but more of a philosopher; Someone whom could teach her the game of life, and introduce her to new things, no matter how unbecoming they may seem to the general public. Things that would coax Rion out of her shell, as it was noticed very early on.

The air between them hadn’t always been so clear, though. Still, if things hadn’t had gone the way they did all those years back when both women were in their early high school days, then Rion would have become a completely different person. Maybe right now, she’d be doped up, or dead by her own hand rather than half-heartedly complaining about itching all over from the tacky Southern air.
 

2nd Feb 2016 - 21:35