#48 MEAN MAN
The next morning wasn't funny at all. Mia woke up from a nightmare and stood up quickly. She dressed quickly and went to the living room. She switched on the television and sat down on the carpet. Today was so far, far away from yesterday. It was a great day with Sebastian. They laughed and were like silly kids without any worries. It was funny to have a pillow fight after eating. Although a great part of Sebastian’s living room was covered with feathers afterwards, he didn't complain. He was happy. Fortunately, they put the rest of the food into the fridge so no feathers got into their meals.
Sebastian mentioned that event that wouldn't have been a problem. He wasn't eating much and Julian wasn't eating at all. Mia remembered this short statement, but she didn’t show any reaction to it or any interest in Julian. Sebastian was very happy about it.
Then they watched a movie together. It was one of the highlights of the TV programme on that day. It wasn’t the newest movie, it was just “The Bourne Identity” and Mia followed the action with little interest. She kept asking herself the question who she was and who Julian was. Sebastian enjoyed the movie and was pleased to watch it in her company.
Then she said she had to go back home and hugged him good-bye.
On her way home, she noticed the grey sky and the darkness, which slowly chased the day away. This time she was just walking. She didn’t run. Once more she was analysing the latest emotions and facts. It was nice to have a brother’s soul close to her. She could more often enjoy a very nice and optimistic afternoon like this, if it was possible. As she was so cheerful and happy down the street, she saw the black BMW parked near her home. She didn’t slow down, she didn’t walk faster. With the same expression on her face, she crossed the street and didn’t look into the direction pretending she didn’t notice the car.
She went into her apartment and waited. Nothing happened. Carefully, she looked out of the window. The car was still there. It was strange. It disturbed her good mood and set lose another stream of thoughts. Even late at night the car still stood there and she wasn’t able to fall asleep.
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