In the Hollow of His Hand

In The Hollow Of His Hand

In The Hollow Of His Hand
Episode 15

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After we were served dinner, we looked around the crowded hall for an empty table. We sat at the far end of the hall.  Whilst eating, my thoughts drifted to Pop; I wondered if he had eaten, what he ate, who prepared it…

“Charis!” Dianne called out.

“Oh! I am sorry. Were you saying something?” I apologized and asked.

“You looked lost for a second. Are you okay?” She asked with concern written all over her face.

“Yes I am fine. For a second, I was worried about my Pop. We have been inseparable since…” I swallowed the latter part of my statement.

It was too early to start talking about my mom to her since we were still getting acquainted with each other.

“Since what?” She asked and she dropped her cutlery; waiting for a response.

For seconds, she gave me that ‘I am waiting for a response’ look. There was no way she was going to let this slide. Finally, I gave in.

“…since my mum passed on” I said.

“Oh I am so sorry about the loss of your mum.” She replied empathetically.

“Thank you.” I replied.

I hadn’t felt so emotional about the loss of Mum like I was. I had suddenly lost my appetite and all I needed was to lie in bed and sleep till the next day. I was still contemplating on this, when there was an announcement via the public address system.

“Hello students. I am sure you had a smooth ride here and have settled into your rooms. We welcome all our freshmen. After dinner, a welcome party has been organized for you at the school’s central auditorium. Do well to be present as it promises to be exciting. See you there in thirty minutes time.” The sweet feminine voice.

A part of me didn’t want to attend the party whilst the other part wanted to attend. I was still in this valley of indecision when Dianne said…

In the Hollow of His Hand continues…

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