4.23 – Unresolved problems

Cain’s POV

I’m happy I got myself a job, but I have to say, the office reminds me of a closet.

I have to say, twinbrook doesn’t have much when it comes to job opportunities.  Only the town’s school had a job for a psychologist, and apparently there aren’t many psychologists because I was accepted on the spot.

I finished up and left my ‘office’, grabbing my coat on the way out.

It feels weird walking through these halls again. I still remember when Melody was obsessed with that guitar. It feels even weirder to be the last one to leave.

This is only my second day on the job and so far I have no students. The principal said there were no students who needed immediate attention just yet, but I looked over some of the student files and I have to say, a lot of the students could use some help.

One of these being Max. But I can’t force the students to come. Either their parents sign them up, they come willingly or their attitude in class is so bad that the teachers send them to me. Though the teachers don’t seem very enthusiastic about it.

The kids seemed to have taken the fact that I work at their school pretty well. Mary nearly tried to sign up so she could be with me. I love that kid.

I opened the door to be greeted with a wave of music. Melody had this touch with the children. They adored her, especially when she played her guitar.

I wonder how long Melody will be staying? And it’s already been a year. Does she want to stay here for the rest of her life?

“Dad!” Mary ran over once she’d noticed me. “Can I have a dog like Sariel and Max?”

I didn’t get the chance to answer.

“Stop trying to copy us! You’re not even part of this family!” Max snarled.

And then he stormed off, but I wasn’t having any of it.

I followed him. He can’t say that to his sister and expect to get away with it.

“Max.” I called trying the handle, but I could tell he was trying to keep it shut.

I pounded on the door.

“NO! GO away! I’m mad against you too!”

Those words hit me full on. I remembered Irene’s death, I remembered how I’d acted and I felt guilty all over again.

I leaned my head on the door.

I miss you so much Irene.