“I know, that was me, except you were a little late, I sent that yesterday afternoon,” she
“I thought as much, what can I do for you? Oh, it’s good to see you by the
way……………..and I miss you,” I said.
“It’s good to see you too my boy, and I am glad you are doing so well at school, well
done on your results, they will stand you in good stead. Also thank you for listening to
your Dad and I, I can’t tell you how much trouble we have with the bigger kids who want
to do everything their own way.
“I needed to speak to you about not practicing your connection with your friends. I have
had a quiet word with them as well and expressed my disappointment that you have not
practiced as I
told you to do when you left us. So I am here to tell you to please spend
the next week practicing, every night at eight-o-clock your time. It will be early morning
for the twins but they said they don’t mind and Kim is only an hour behind you so it
should be fine. You need to get to grips with it becoming second nature Matthew, do
you understand?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied quickly.
“Good, and the only way that can happen is with practice. Besides, I am sure you will all
find something to talk about,” she winked. Before I could utter another word she gave
me a quick wave and was gone. I lay on my bed thinking about what she said and after a
while drifted off to sleep. I awoke to the usual morning rush at mom’s house and
hurried into the car with a half-eaten bowl of porridge left behind me in the kitchen and
my jersey halfway over my head. Peter got us to school in the nick of time and I spent
the rest of the day urging time to go faster so that I could get home and get to speaking
to my friends.