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It was a coo...: HOPE By Tessa Harvey CHAPTER EIGHT It was a cool but bright spring day when Ayleen and her twin children officially, by their agreement also...

HOPE

By Tessa Harvey

CHAPTER EIGHT

It was a cool but bright spring day when Ayleen and her twin children officially, by their agreement also, legally became the Carter family. A great crowd witnessed the ceremony, the Reillys in pride of place, Bridie dressed in her best of cream green top and matching trousers. Declan kept fiddling with his collar and tie and, mirroring him was Tom. They looked uncomfortable.

Tom had gradually come to be at peace about Hope. At Steve's funeral, which few attended, except family and none of his "mates," the boy has seen Hope's stricken face and had been moved to pity. He remembered also the reflection in the mirror, and knew God had reminded him that, deep in his heart and mind, Tom knew his twin. 

Hope was overjoyed to find the brother of whom she still had memories. Less certain was being reconciled with a mother who had abandoned her.

But she needed a mother and grew over the months to gradually accept her. 

The ceremony to unite the three as family also included (as well as the Reillys), Jean Lewis, Neville and Leaf and their children. Maya was very happy, as the Carters were coming to live not far away!

Ayleen had said a warm goodbye to her kind neighbours, Jason and his mother, Sonja. When her former residence sold, Ayleen should have enough money to be at home with the twins for a couple of weeks. Neville had offered her a job with his firm.

Tom had already found some friends his own age, and little Wes was delighted to have a big brother even though they were not related.

The Bible verse chosen for the ceremony was Jeremiah chapter 29 and verse 11. The minister explained the meaning clearly and Tom liked the message, though God was still as yet unclear to him.

This verse is as relevant today as it was when written and applies to all who long for Jesus to be part of their lives. It is "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

"That man said He is giving us Hope," whispered Wes in a clear voice, "but we've already got her!!" 

There were murmured chuckles and the minister smiled, "Yes," he stated, " Hope has been given back to her family and now she really has a hope and a future.

But, young man, those words are for you too. Soon you will be seven and God means for you to grow up with Jesus as well as with your family." 

Seeing the little boy open his mouth to say something else, the minister hastened to add that the message was also for Tom, his mother, the dear Reillys who had always been "grandparents" to Hope, and all those present.

And, thought Ayleen, because Steve called to Jesus at the end of his life, they probably applied to him too.

THE END

Coming Soon: THE SHOUT OF A KING

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Steve opened his eyes. Looking down, he saw something sticking in his arm. Confused, he gazed up and around as best he could.

His head would not turn very well. As he tried to move, he began to be very afraid - his arm and leg on one side would not move and his face felt funny. Help me, he thought, but the sound did not go from his mouth. Panic engulfed him, then a nurse moved into his field of vision.

Quietly she called him by name and explained where he was and why. His eyes closed, shutting in the fear. Oh God, he felt he said, but again could hear no sound of his voice, only machines beeping. "Toilet," he tried to gasp, and heard a groan.

Next time he opened his eyes he saw his daughter crying with those people with her. What were the names? Hope was one. His mind cleared a little.

Then sorrow engulfed him and finally reality. Making a huge effort, he managed a word that had not passed his lips very often at all. "So-so-Sorry!" His eyes pleaded for forgiveness and understanding. Hope smiled a little. The others looked worried. Again Steve slept.

Days and nights blurred into dimness . They faded and fled. Steve drifted and slept. Vaguely he was aware of moving forms and voices. He felt his daughter once pick up his good hand, and he squeezed as hard as he could so he could reassure her, and half-smiled to feel an answering squeeze.

Tears oozed between his eyelids. Then he opened his eyes and blinked. Steve knew he was dreaming.

It was his wife, Ayleen, with a boy the image of Hope. He tried to say their names: "Ay....Tommm."

Rallying, he tried his very best and managed to say "Forgive." He fell back with the effort and as everything faded, he saw an awesome Presence, literally awe-some. The last word Steve said in this life was a clear "Jesus."

As he drifted away, smiling, he heard his wife call "Forgive me, Steve," and he did.

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Hope imagined it was her own fault about her dad. She had not got his tea ready in time so he had drunk too much, she reasoned. How bad was he? Could she visit?

Bridie came bustling in to help her, towing Declan in her wake. Hope noticed her lovely new shoes. They had saved up for a long time. She was realising how much they also did for her, to help her life be more bearable.

Without them, the loneliness would have overwhelmed her. Yes, Hope had Maya and her family now, but the Reillys were like grandparents to her. Grand, she thought and smiled, despite her sadness.

"Will dad be alright? No-one has been to tell me and I want to go and see him. Can you come with me? Please, can you?"

Bridie thought the girl looked quite poorly and her heart went out to her, as it so often did. "My dear, we will take you to see your father. Smokey is locked in the house with food and a litter tray and she will be happy and safe. Get your coat and let's be away."

"Come on, wife. Sure, Hope does not need to know about the cat. We'll miss the bus." And they hurried as fast as Bridie was able.

At the hospital, Declan explained exactly who they were. Eyebrows were raised, voices decided it was not proper to visit. Declan waved all that aside as politely as a tidal wave, found out where Steve was and went. He was never unpleasant or rude. He just had every confidence and event would happen and it did.

They admired him as a foreman at the factory very much, though his pay did not reflect this. Perhaps, one day!

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Ayleen agreed. Her wrist was too sore for her to escape to her job. She had to stop running. Her life as a mess and admitting it was a relief. If God was real, perhaps He could truly fix it?

Then the phone rang with the news about her husband. It was Neville.

Ayleen realised that Leaf and Neville were meant to be in her life, that Neville had released his wife to come. That only God could have shown Leaf where she was and connected her with her lost child.

Gratefully, she thanked the other woman and when Jean arrived, found that she did really like the warm-hearted older lady who had suffered much and yet had learned to love much because of her deep belief in the God of the universe.

Leaf waited until Tom came home, appraising Jean of the whole situation with Ayleen's consent. They exchanged family's and friends' news.

Tom was relieved his mum was being looked after and his meals would still be cooked. He loved his mum but had come home very hungry!

CHAPTER SEVEN

The news about Steve had shocked Ayleen. Somehow she had thought if she worked hard, nothing much would be required. That all she had to do was look after Tom and acknowledge her neighbours from time to time. The dream had made her realise she had deliberately been blind. Now she was being made to think by God and the people who loved Him, no matter how imperfect they were.

Jean helped her to retain a balance. Helped her to see that if God loved her, then she, Ayleen, needed to accept herself and do something about a great many things. 

Gently, Jean led her to pray to welcome Jesus into her life. The older woman also spoke to Tom with Ayleen, so that he might understand. It was not easy.

Tom did not see why a sister might suddenly appear, or even a father. He hadn't wondered too hard about a father before. Lots of kids had no dads. The young boy was angry and hurting. His beautiful mother had not been honest. How could he still look up to her and respect her? He did not have the words to reason everything out. He felt as though his world was falling apart. Wasn't God just a kind of swear word?

Thoughts buzzed in his head, and he felt confused and a little afraid.

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Tom thumped to school, kicking grass, stones, flowers. He was sorry his mum got hurt, but they didn't need this lady. He could have managed.

Then he saw a couple of his mates kicking a ball along. At once all thoughts fled. He joined in exuberantly, running and calling. From a window, Leaf and Ayleen watched, relieved. Then they turned to sit down with a coffee each. Leaf picked up her cup, grimacing at the taste. She had made it too strong. Looking at Ayleen here words were calm and measured.

"Please, Ayleen, explain to me why you left your daughter with such a scoundrel of a father?" 

Ayleen had had a powerful dream the night before. She had felt herself falling from a terrible cliff into some sort of abyss. Screams had been torn from her, but nothing, no-one heard. She kept falling past granite sharp rocks; her terror was absolute...Finally she somehow slowed and stopped.

Perched on a slab of bare rock, Ayleen glanced around. The darkness seemed to be brownish in colour, so some details of her surroundings were visible. Total desolation reached as far as she could see. The silence was absolute. Sheer and broken cliffs surrounded her, without even a blade of grass. No life could be discerned. Ayleen cried out: "Oh God, get me out of here, please!" Her voice fell flat. There wasn't even an echo.

But then, instantaneously it seemed, she was in a different place, full of trees, grasses, flowers, flowing brooks, the silvery glint of water. Bright light surrounded her. She saw no-one, but knew others were nearby. Then she felt a Presence amid the birdsong, and heard words deep in her heart: "Ayleen, come to Me. I love you."

That was all, she told Leaf who was staring at her, incredulous that God could love even this awful woman who had abandoned one child and deeply, perhaps permanently, wounded the other child as well.

She swallowed hard. "Ayleen, God has spoken to you. So you have a choice. Do what He says, always. Accept Jesus as your Saviour. There is no other - and find out if you can not only reconcile with your children, but also with their father."

"I...I fell in love with another man. When he found out I was pregnant, he said he was going home to his wife. In another country. Steve must have changed his name as I have done. I thought the Reilly's would look after Hope."

Leaf could not even begin to comprehend this. She was still too angry, despite the amazing dream. She did not doubt that God had spoken to this woman. Leaf wanted to go home.

"Listen," she offered, "I have a great friend here, Jean Lewis, who is older and far more understanding and loving to others than I am. I need to listen more, so God can help me love more. Jean has suffered, and can help. I will stay to introduce her, if you agree."

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Leaf simmered with resentment and anger. Why God? she argued as she  tried to freshen up in an unfamiliar bathroom. Her frazzled appearance did not bolster her spirits. Why should she be here and not with her family? So many of her friends lived near. They could have helped.

This woman had deserted her very own daughter. Reeling at such a terrible thought made her feel bitter and then she thought to be still and know God. The eternal, enduring, infinitely patient and understanding God who loved the world so much that He gave His only Son, Jesus to die a horrible death to save people, including Steve and Ayleen, and even herself. "Oh God, I am sorry. I need Your Love, Your Wisdom, You never change. Your Love endures forever.

Bowing her head, Leaf felt peace enfolding her and her mind cleared, her heart stilled. Straightening her shoulders, she left the bathroom and phoned Nev, to pray just to talk, just to catch up, just to be loved.

Then she went to Ayleen and Tom.

CHAPTER SIX

Steve staggered from the Red Lion. He had been there a long time, angry and upset. Hope had been late with his tea again, playing with that girl Maura, Mary? Anyway Hope should be home where she belonged.

He fed and clothed her, he thought belligerently. Steve swore, his head hurt so bad. His vision blurred. Shouldn't have had so much to drink. Just one or two or three... he couldn't think, his mind swirled round like beer foaming, swirling in a glass. Where was he? He couldn't remember. He felt funny. Just tired, thass all.

Steve slumped against a wall. He heard voices, but they made no sense. Why didn't they speak properly? He only had pins and needles.

Hey, where was he going? I wanna go home, he tried to say, but his tongue wouldn't work. So tired... He was on a bed. Where? What? Blurred faces. Home, he tried to think or say and turned over, but he couldn't move. His body would not work. 

Steve began to panic, then fell asleep.

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The boy scuffed his eyes with his pyjama sleeved and deepened his voice to sound more manly. "I can get our neighbours. They said to call them. Who are you anyway?"

Smart boy Leaf silently appraised him. "Listen," she gently replied, "I know a little about nursing. Maybe I can help?" 

Reluctantly, Tom slid the catch off the chain and relocked the door. Barefooted, he padded down a short hallway and into what was obviously his mother's bedroom. Aghast, Leaf hurried to the bed where Ayleen was tossing and moaning. "Get a bucket, Tom. Your mum may need to be sick. What happened to her?"

The boy rushed for a bucket, calling back "She just fell."

Quickly Leaf opened her bag and took out a thermometer, checking pulse and temperature. She frowned, debating whether to call an ambulance. Tom returned, wide-eyed as he saw the thermometer. "Are you a nurse? My mum banged her head. it was bleeding." He further explained about the neighbours then guiltily told her it was his fault and why.

"Listen Tom. I am Mrs. Reynolds and my children scatter their belongings. They are not meant to, they just forget."

"But I wouldn't talk to her and she was upset."

Just then, Ayleen opened her eyes. Her pupils were fine, Leaf was relieved to see.

"Who are you," queried Ayleen. "I feel sick," and she was.

Tom looked disgusted. "Get me a wipe or damp cloth, dear. I think your mum will be fine - and I can empty the bucket. Also a glass of water and I will help you with your mother. You need to sleep."

"Yes," Ayleen affirmed, "this lady is a friend. "I remember her voice. "Leaf, isn't it?"

Later, Ayleen woke as dawn was breaking. Leaf was curled up in a large armchair fast asleep near her. She had found a blanket.

Sonja and Jason came in. Tom had left the door unlocked. They soon assessed the situation, pointed to Leaf, raising eyebrows.

Ayleen nodded and smiled all was fine and they left to get ready for their work in town, waving goodbye, visibly relieved.

Hope was upset that Leaf was missing. She had come to rely on her as she did the Rileys. Maya tried to cheer her, but she was missing her mother too. Why couldn't she have asked someone else to help, she thought resentfully, but said nothing to Hope.

She knew better than to pull someone else down and her parents were very strict about gossip and criticism. Maya liked that both her parents were able to say sorry when they were wrong. Hope's dad did not do that, she guessed. Maya shivered a little, thinking of the nasty looks he gave her sometimes.

Hurriedly they began to run as they heard the school bell.

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Leaf woke suddenly. She hadn't been asleep long. "Hurry," a voice seemed to speak to her. "Go and see Ayleen and Tom! You are needed.

Gently she woke Neville. He slowly roused as his wife explained. "Fine. You must go. Hang on and I will help you go quietly. I am owed a little time from work."

The children did not wake. Soon Leaf was on the highway, carefully driving with the ease of long practice while she prayed for the journey, for the people she would see, for strength, peace and wisdom and love. Also she prayed for Neville and the children. Traffic was light.

Neville lay awake for a while praying, then fell asleep. Their children, mostly home-schooled and he needed to be at least partially awake most of the next day!

Wes leapt on his dad's bed early in the morning. He was wide awake and happy until he noticed mum was gone!

Neville breathed out and held the small boy, explaining as best he could. then he hurriedly dressed and went to see Maya. She was at school that day and he knew he could not fully explain because she would see Hope.

"Mum has gone to pray with some people who need her in our old town."

Maya barely questioned this as she wanted to get to school early. The child knew her mother went sometimes to pray with folk. Also there were many friends where they came from. They had been happy there, but her dad had wanted to accept a transfer and the family agreed to do that. They had a choice. The parents wanted them to have a voice.

Leaf rounded a bend in the dark road and briefly saw the new moon like a fingernail in the dark night sky. It blurred and she quickly found a safe place to park, locking the doors. Some time later, she realised she had slept a while.

Feeling much better, she carefully pulled out of the layby. Half-way there she thought, passing a sign. "Thanks, Jesus, for the sleep."

Finally she reached her former town. It was nearly 5am and she resolved to find the Carter house and perhaps sleep an hour or so in her car, but was surprised to find many lights on when she parked outside their home. They shone out on the next lawn.

Alighting from the car, Leaf grabbed a small bag, her purse and keys and knocked quietly on the front door.

"Who's there?" The voice was that of a child. "Tom? Are you Tom? I'm Mrs. Reynolds and your mother is expecting me." (Though not this early, she thought wryly).

The boy opened the door a little. A safety chain secured the door. The child's face was scared and pale, his dark hair tufting up on top. His eyes looked huge and almost luminous. The resemblance to Hope stunned her and she felt angry that these children had been separated for so long. It mirrored the anger of Bridie Reilly, though Leaf did not know that.

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Tom yawned and stretched, opening his eyes. The darkness of his room shocked him fully awake. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, but the game had been a very close-matched one, fast and fun. Then he had cried harder than he had for years. It all came back to him. He was upset all over again, but the silence unnerved him. Why were all the lights not on? He remembered his mum saying something about a storm and the car.

Perhaps he should see if she was alright. He slid off the bed, sighed, then groped for the light switch, and made for the door, grabbing his shoes on the way.

Strange. The kitchen, lounge, bathroom all were empty. His mother's bedroom door was open and he peeked round. Nothing. Boy, his mum was tidy!

"Mum," he yelled. He thought of adding "I'm hungry," but decided to be a bit more diplomatic and test the waters first. Crossing the kitchen again, he yanked open the back door, switching on the outside light as he did so.

Then he dropped his shoes in shock. Oh no! He ran out in the rain, not even noticing that his socks were soon sodden. He knelt down, shaking her slightly, calling her.

She groaned and stirred. "I feel so sick," she whispered, trying to move. "Do you want an ambulance?" The boy felt frantic, out of his depth.

"No son, run next door. I just need help to get up."

Soon he was back with the tough bloke from next door. Surprisingly gentle, he half lifted, half carried the soaked, shivering woman inside. "The kitchen chair is fine," Ayleen whispered again. "Is your mother home, Jason?"

"She said she's coming. I'll wait." He stood there, awkwardly, but obviously concerned.

There was a rush of footsteps and a tall, angular woman hustled in.

"Tom, move your boots and shoes," she commanded brusquely, "and then, go and get your mum some dry clothes. No, wait, I'll go and find a towel too. Jason, carry her into the lounge."

She waved away Ayleen's objections. "The couch will dry," was the reply. "Tom, make your mum a hot drink, son, while I see what the damage is, okay!"

Soon Ayleen was in clean, warm clothes, sipping a drink and swallowing a couple of painkillers. Her head was fairly neatly bandaged and her arm in a sling. It was not broken, but still very painful. Ayleen felt nauseous and giddy and very grateful for good neighbours.

"Thanks, Sonja. I think I can manage now."

But Jason and Sonja insisted on making some toast and helping Tom settle down. He had been shocked and frightened by the accident.

Not until both neighbours had helped some more, did they leave. Ayleen promised to call in the night and let them know if she was not well.

They would check her in the morning anyway, they promised.

"Tom, I will talk about everything tomorrow."

"That's ok, mum." He was just glad that his mum could still stay home. That was enough for now.

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Declan and Bridie had put some spare money by and had tactfully suggested they go shopping with Hope.

"I need more beer," grumbled Steve, but the other adults affected not to hear. He gave up. "You getting groceries?" "Some," was the answer, "Declan don't earn much."

"Bridie needs shoes, son," Declan stated firmly. "That's a priority." Steve went out, huffing a little. Still, even some groceries bought meant a little more for him.

He needed to shout his mates a return drink now and then to keep them sweet.

The taciturn, stolid landlord allowed absolutely no credit. He had the weight and authority to back him up. But still, it was a good pub and conveniently near for Steve.

He smiled. No worries!

At that very same time, Ayleen was receiving a phone call. "Are you able to talk to me, Mrs Carter? It concerns your daughter. My name is Leaf - or rather Phyllis Reynolds. Our family has just come to live near your daughter and her father. My daughter, Maya, is friendly with Hope."

Ayleen sat down, clenching the receiver so hard her knuckles were white. "Where, where is she? Where is Hope?" The poor woman felt she could hardly breathe.

"Quite a long way away," was the answer. "We noticed a remarkable resemblance between a boy we knew, Tom, and Hope. We found you through the local church. I am sorry if we have acted presumptuously, but Hope is not a very happy child."

"Does Steve hurt her?" was the anguished reply.

"Not physically. I am afraid he is not a good father, though." They talked for a while. "Could we meet," Ayleen finally asked. "I need to explain. I will get time off work. Thank you so much."

They arranged a day, and Ayleen put down the phone and sobbed. Suddenly her son stormed in. He had just come home from a football game and heard the entire conversation.

He was horrified and yelled, "Mum, when were you going to tell me? You must have known where dad was. And I have a sister? How could you, mum? I thought you cared about me. This is horrible."

He thumped to his room, went in and slammed the door so hard the house seemed to shake.

Ayleen sighed. What a mess. She had not done well and knew it.

She made herself a warm drink and waited for a while, then gently knocked on her son's door.

"Tom, I am more sorry than I can say and you are right. It was wrong to behave the way I have. Please let me in and we can talk about this and this is when I promise to be honest."

There was no answer, so Ayleen went back to the lounge, and glancing through the window saw a storm brewing. The clouds were grey-black and a few large drops of rain spattered the window glass. The wind was rising.

"Tom," she called, going back to his door, "I am just going to put the car away." 

She raced outside and stumbled over Tom's discarded football boots, falling hard and banging her head. She fell awkwardly, her wrist bent beneath her body and lay senseless whiled the rain washed blood from her head in a widening pool.

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Ester Grayson had been concerned about several of her pupils for some time. Mostly, she could do little except to encourage them. Seeing the growing friendship between the child Maya and Hope was pleasing, she thought.

She had met Maya's parents and considered them very nice people. Hope's father had come once to a parent-teacher meeting two years ago. It had been obvious to her that he drank heavily and his speech had been a little slurred. He could not seem to concentrate for long and kept meandering down irrelevant verbal pathways.

But he had made an effort to come. He had been reasonably polite and he said he wanted his daughter to do well at school and get "a proper job," as he put it. But Hope's clothes, though clean, were shabby.

She hoped there were neighbours who looked after her. There were no visible signs of abuse. The child just seemed sad. Miss Grayson knew there was no mother.

At that moment, that mother was thinking of her only daughter. Ayleen had tried so hard to blot out all the painful memories. She had fled from abuse with both her children, but not fast enough or cleverly enough. Within a few days, Steve had tracked her down with the dogged perseverance of a hunting animal.

In a nightmare scene of screaming children, and yelling adults, someone had called the police at the shabby lodgings and Steve had grabbed the nearest child, backing away, threatening to kill both the toddler and himself if she came after him.

By the time the police arrived, he had vanished. They had failed to trace him. When they finally did, he had spun such a plausible story that the authorities were completely taken in and had left the child with him.

For a while, Steve had been angry, cuffing the child to shut it up. He had wanted the boy, but it was Hope, not Tom. Daft name, Hope. Later he didn't mind. She soon began to be compliant and grew useful in the house, learning slowly to cook and clean. He encouraged the old woman's help. Free babysitting.

And the old man was a push-over (or so he thought). Anyway, he even liked the girl a little. He had gone to visit that teacher, hadn't he? Some dads were much worse.

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Hope had been to Bridie and Declan's church once or twice. Her dad had not seemed to mind. Sometimes he talked to her sensibly, but often he seemed vague and confused. It really bothered her. Slipping on a coat and shoes one Saturday morning, she went to talk to Bridie and Declan. It was a cold crisp morning and the sky was a lemony colour in the early morning.

As she neared her friends' house, she could smell cooking. She opened the back door and Smokey raced out, almost making her fall over. "Hey, Smokey," she called, "Nice day to you too!"

Bridie hugged her in the doorway, laughing. "She is probably feeling a bit desperate! Poor cat doesn't like the new cat litter. Looks awful. Made of walnut shells. We couldn't get the usual stuff."

"Let the poor girl and shut the door," yelled Declan, frying bacon and turning to smile at Hope. Hungry lass?"

"Oh boy, yes. Thanks."

Hope sat down happily. There was always a place for her here. She felt loved and cared for - and hungry! Quickly they said grace and tucked into the delicious crunchy bacon and fried eggs. Hope did not eat the added mushrooms, but Declan loved them. He always cooked extra for Hope so he could eat them. Funny man!

Steve Simpson sat nursing his drink and his grievances at his usual table at the Red Lion Pub. It had always been an escape for him. Steve saw himself as a victim since his wife turned away from him. He only liked a few pints and a little flutter on the dogs or horses now and then. What was wrong with that? The twins yelled a lot, and seemed always noisy or smelly or hungry.

Meals were seldom on time. He did all the work at the factory. Now the boss was grizzling, saying he was not as reliable. Life wasn't fair.

A couple of his cronies wandered in and offered to get him a drink.

"Thanks, mates. Great!"

All thoughts of home, of Hope, of work vanished like chimney smoke on a windy day.

His life was being stolen from him, just as ephemeral as the twisting smoke.

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Tom had ...: HOPE By Tessa Harvey CHAPTER THREE Tom had been searching for several weeks. He did not feel he should search through his mother's cloth...

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By Tessa Harvey

CHAPTER THREE

Tom had been searching for several weeks. He did not feel he should search through his mother's clothes drawers.

Anyway, his mum was very tidy and all personal papers were likely to be on closet shelves somewhere. As carefully as possible, he lifted up files and checked, even blowing dust off the ones on the top shelf! Nothing.

Discouraged, he did a few chores for his mother, and slumped down to do some homework.

When he heard his mum come in, he suddenly burst out "mum, where's my birth certificate? I want to find my dad and see if I have any other family!"

He could not believe he had just blurted all that out, and regarded his mother's face a little fearfully.

She went slightly pale, but then said "Tom, do you mind if I put down my bags and take off my horrible, tight stinky shoes and have some coffee?"

The boy was so surprised his mum wasn't angry and was even being a little funny, that he just nodded and hurriedly got the cups ready.

As soon as the drink was poured, his mum had a few thirsty sips then spoke to Tom solemnly. "Tom, I am Ayleen Carter as you know. I was married to your dad, Wilbur Carter for four years. Why we separated I will explain when I feel ready.

We should have talked before. I just kept putting it off and you seemed so young until just recently. You were not as careful going through my papers as you thought. I noticed."

Her son flushed."I still want to know, though I should have asked. I love you mum and didn't want to upset you. It didn't seem very important when I was little, but now it bothers me nearly all the time."

He paused, looking earnestly at his mother, noticing how tired she looked. "How about I help with tea and we can talk later - or even tomorrow, mum? I do care about you."

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...: HOPE By Tessa Harvey CHAPTER TWO (Continued) Her dad, surprisingly did not mind. He had been feeling a little guilty at the way he sometimes...

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CHAPTER TWO

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Her dad, surprisingly did not mind. He had been feeling a little guilty at the way he sometimes behaved.

As long as the house was kept in reasonable order. he said, he could get his own meals at the weekend. He was glad his daughter had a friend. The girls just seemed to want to go to town or use too much make-up and act silly, in his opinion. He realised he did not want to lose her. He did not want to be alone.

Hope was pleased, even over-joyed to spend time with Maya's family. Her parents, Leaf and Neville were kind to her and to each other. She even liked Wes, who was six or seven.

He was funny. When asked if he had washed his hands, he said it was "invisible wet."

Maya was a bright, colourful child, taking after her mother whose real name was Priscilla or something. One day, Neville looked at his wife and said "Does Hope remind you of anyone?"

"Yes," said Leaf, (whose name was really Phyllis. Her bright clothes earned her the nickname Leaf). "I think I remember a young boy shopping for his mother. We often saw him. His mother works hard, I think.

Maya heard them and the mystery puzzled her. She determined to find an answer.

One day Hope was looking at Leaf's garden. "Mrs Reynolds," she asked, a bit shy, "what are those leaves that look red and orange and the others that look like gold coins in the wind and sunshine? They are all shiny and glinting."

Leaf showed her the cherry blossom tree, the maple and also the two apricot ones in all their autumn glory, then she beckoned the girl to look at some tiny green spears just poking through the dark soil. Maya was puzzled.

"They are snowdrop and daffodil bulbs. They are a promise of spring coming after the leaves are blown away in the wind and rain and frost of winter. A promise of Hope."

And she smiled. The girl was touched.

"We don't have much garden. Maybe I could save and buy plants at the market." Maya felt excited and happy.

Maya came out and Leaf promised to pot up plant cuttings for Hope with Maya's help. "Later in the year, when the bulbs die back, you can have some of them," she promised.

"Mum," blurted out Maya, "you said that Hope looks just like a boy you know in our old town." Hope was amazed. "What boy? Is he my brother? What's his name? I lost my mother and brother. Do you know them. Please help me!"

Tears were pouring down Hope's face as she tried to explain. Fragmented memories surfaced. She felt at once hopeful and fearful. Part of her felt afraid in case this was all a mistake.

Leaf urged her to be calm. They went inside.

"There is a boy where we used to live who looks very much like you. In fact the likeness is extraordinary. Perhaps it is your brother. Were you twins?"

"I don't know," Hope answered. "How can you find out?"

She felt confused, but a small bubble of joy was growing inside. For the first time in years, she felt a flicker of hope. For eight years she had felt part of her was missing.

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   Tom lo...: HOPE By Tessa Harvey CHAPTER TWO    Tom looked into the mirror appraisingly. A girl at school had said he looked "pretty cool." He...

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CHAPTER TWO

   Tom looked into the mirror appraisingly. A girl at school had said he looked "pretty cool." He wasn't so sure.

A face with dark hair and eyes stared back at him. Suddenly, he seemed to see a smaller, very sad face reflected. Tom blinked, the small image vanished and he saw only himself. He didn't think he looked cool, really just average. Oh, well.

He got out his homework reluctantly, putting the jug on to boil. He was slower than usual, the key turned in the lock. "Mum!" 

Quickly he opened his maths textbook. his mum looked tired, but wasn't fooled. "Late with your work, Tom?"

It was a statement, not a question. He sighed. "Do you have super x-ray eyes, mum?" he asked. She laughed as she got herself a cup of coffee and sat facing him.

"Your exercise book is upside down!" The both smiled.

Later in bed, Tom had a sudden idea. He had asked repeatedly about his dad, only to be told "when you are older." Why couldn't he look for the birth certificate? Duh! he thought to himself. I am slow for not thinking of that before. Then he turned over and was soon asleep.

Hope was struggling with her school work also. She put her head between her hands and started to cry.

She was sure she had a brother who looked just like her, but her dad would never answer. He had been drinking more lately. Sometimes he shook her or grabbed her, but never hit her except with words. That pain lasted longer and was not visible.

Slowly Hope finished and went to bed.

Perhaps she could go to church with the Reillys on Sunday. They had asked her often enough. Perhaps it would help. Anyway, it was something to do. At the moment, she felt hopeless. not at all like Hope.

A few weeks later, Hope was nearing school when she heard running footsteps behind her. She turned. A girl of about her own age was running towards her. "Please," she gasped, "please wait. Mum can't come because of my little brother. I don't know where to go. It's my first day!" 

Hope looked at the bright eager face and smiled. "Fine! Come with me."

Hope introduced the girl, Maya to the teacher, Miss Grayson.

The class were interested to welcome someone new, and at break found all they could about Maya Reynolds, about Wes, her younger brother, where she lived and so on.

Later though, Maya came over to Hope and chatted to her.

"I live nearby. Are you allowed to come sometime after school?"

Hope looked down, hating to again explain that it was just her and her dad.

"Well, I could come for you Saturday and tell your dad where we live." Hope was doubtful, but agreed.