24.11 Saturday

I had a restless sleep: some uneasy visions, which I didn’t remember now, were haunting me. However, I could, without a doubt, remember they included Edward and – strangely – Jacob. Strange things, I thought as I was standing up in the morning.

Mom peeked into my room; her eyes were gleaming, and her face was flushed with emotions. “We’re leaving!” she announced in a cheerful voice.

My parents had been preparing for a trip to SPA for two days. They had received two tickets by mail. It had surprised them; they hadn’t entered any competition nor have they some so generous member of their family. They had been searching through all relatives and friends but still had found no clue of who had sent them those tickets. However, as they had confirmed authenticity of them they had became overcome with euphoria. They hadn’t went anywhere far together for so long they probably had forgotten what it was like to live just with each other, without a disturbing presence of kids. Well, when you have two children who need constant attention (as my parents seem to think) you don’t have time for holidays. You don’t have money for them as well.

This time they hadn’t hesitated long about using this rare chance to take a rest from me and my little sister. Caroline had been sent to Grandma’s. But I, as my mom had said, ‘am old enough to survive here for myself these few days’. I was extremely glad about it, for a few reasons. Firstly, I loved to stay home like that. I was feeling kind of free then: no duties, no one to tell me what to do, eating when I was hungry, and sleeping when tired. Besides, I was a lazy person; I liked mostly to just lay and do nothing, and I didn’t get to do this much while my parents were around. Secondly, I wouldn’t need to be in my sister’s presence for some time. As for a six-year-old she used to be very annoying! And last but not least, I wouldn’t want to be away from Edward for long. I grew accustomed to his presence in my life. He was like drugs: you think you have everything under control and then you realize that you’re addicted. Not that I tried drugs, but anyway.