

The most jovial man on earth, Mr. Alex Mill who espoused the enchanting dazzling lady ever, Mrs. Carnation Mill in 1977 had triumphantly shaped an ideal clan consists of their outstanding controversial yet passionate son, Xavier, their second prudent child which refers to me, Hannah and their most mischievous youngest son who often impels everyone to go lunatic, Derrick. Another member is our ever dependable faithful St. Bernard, Benny.
We live a nomadic life because dad is frequently transferred to various areas. We knew lots of people but it ends during the Mill’s high school in a well-known town, St. Valleyhigh. The Mill’s children are already reputable in every high school that they went and so is this one. We are active in outdoors sports and academics too.
In this town with friendly neighborhoods, right in the heart of it is where the brilliant high school was built. As I enjoyed my walk down the boys’ lockers with Xavier after three hours of dreadful classes, I thought about things I was going to do and what I had learned. Then, came the stinky Giles singing that awful song as if he owned the school. Some jerks just do not perceive how to be considerate.
I knew that Xavier was having a basketball tournament soon. Xavier had invited the whole clan to watch him that night but I knew dad would not be there although he promised. Even though he was a jolly type, but he was always busy and often stressed up.
As I took a bus to the field with Benny because mum brought Derrick for a hair cut and would be late, I watched the beautiful maple leaves dancing along the path following the wind. How I wish dad could leave his job and find a new one which does not give him so much pressure and would be able to spend his quality time with his precious family like when we were young.
I was one of the early bird but time moved like a gigantic wave chasing the shore. Benny sat on the bench beside me to have a better view of Xavier. Mum and Derrick, who both had nicer look after hair cut sat beside Benny but Dad never appeared that night. The game was impressive and St. Valleyhigh won against St. Carl, 61-54. Obviously, Xavier was let down and was moody for a few days.
Anyway, I was still wondering why dad wanted to keep himself so busy and under pressure? Was he trying to keep away from his wonderful clan? Or maybe he was trying to hide something from us?
I dared myself many times to inquire dad about the truth. Mum tried to stop me. Maybe mum knew why but she pretended to be ignorant. Besides, dad only cared about Derrick and mum but very little on me and Xavier. Were we not his children? Had he forgotten about his two obedient and wonderful gift from God to him back in 1980’s? Why were Xavier and I not receiving dad’s love so much now? Why was he neglecting us? Why had he changed so much? Why?
I felt hurt and so was Xavier. Although Derrick was the youngest but we were still part of his flesh and blood, forever! We got a big fight with dad one night after he disagreed with us going hiking in the coming Saturday. It continued until dad was so frustrated that he blurted out “I don’t allow and I don’t care about both of you as you are not mine!” Everyone was silent. Xavier and I did not understand. A jovial dad turned out to be the other way round. Since then, I hated him but I still hope that dad would love us like how he did before.
The moments, days and memories never came back. During dad’s journey back from St. Journeyville to St. Valleyhigh, he was gone forever. When mum informed the three of us, we all were heart broken. There’s no exception in it. Dad left without even trying to love us again. He did not leave a note or anything. Xavier and I were heartbroken but what can we do to get dad back? Mum was calm and encouraged us to continue our life. Derrick who was so close to dad had cried so much and we all missed dad. But why did he leave this way? Why did he………?
Written by:
Sharon Ho

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