Chapter 47: 47
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Tuesday, October 04, 2016
4h50am Los Angeles time - 7h50am New York time
We leave the airport but as we expected, this time some journalists from weekly newspapers and newspapers were already waiting outside and the flashes are triggered. It must be admitted that my cap and my sunglasses this time do not play in my favor. What idiot would walk at this time of day with this outfit in New York? In fact, there is one and it's me. In addition, they also know what my agent looks like and to go unnoticed with this handsome guy who refuses to cover his face or hair has become extremely difficult lately. My mother warned me that a driver would wait for us when we arrived and I hope that will be the case because otherwise, rent a car being pursued by these troublemakers will not be easy. As if the noisy journalists were not enough, their exaggerated noise attracted airport security officers who have just come out and now explain themselves with them. If my adoptive father was not sick, instead of smiling on my present face, I think I would have laughed at seeing this show. A man with sickening green coats is waving at us and showing us his car. Hope this is not a kidnapper. It does not matter, even a Freddy Krueger is less horrifying than these fuckers of journalists. Let's go.
09:35 am Joining Manhattan Medical Health Care is a disaster. We have been stuck in a traffic jam for over an hour and are not about to leave. According to a driver who received information and was nice enough to share with us, a serious accident occurred a little further, which consequently completely blocks the road. The clinic is however only 1.5 miles from here and if it continues we will not be there before 11:00 am. I really can not spend the morning here, but have to rejoin my mother who when I had her on the phone less than twenty minutes ago had a voice very anxious and very tired. I open the door, get ready to go down for to go to the clinic on foot but Terry holds me by the wrist. This time, I will not listen to it. I pull with all my strength to free myself and I scream at him, asking him to let me go immediately. Two men in the car next door, seeing me struggling and screaming, then start threatening Terry who is now considered a pedophile without shame. When he finds himself lost in this situation and loosens my wrist, I start running along the road as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for me, I'm not as fast as Terry who catches me after two minutes and immobilizes me. He does not blame me but just walk near me to join the clinic. The training has made me pretty athletic compared to before and I welcome my beautiful sprint, although I am completely out of breath.
10:25 am It took a little while to find the exact spot where my father is, but this time we are getting closer. To guide us, we only have to follow the noise made by journalists who do not try to be discreet in this environment which nevertheless imposes silence . "Lisa, do you have any news from your father?", "Can you confirm the rumor that you are going to shoot a movie with David Fincher?", "Were you aware that the son of oil magnate Sean Williams wanted to ask to your parents that you become his fiancée? "When we pass these first-class flies, we simply ignore them and enter the clinic. After inquiring at the reception, Terry informs me that he will wait in the hall because his presence would be undesirable to my family. I fully understand what he means and I do not insist that he accompany me. Second floor, I walk through the corridors, by informing me nearby health professionals and finally finding the place where my mother and Emie are sitting.
I hug Selena whose eyes are darkened probably due to fatigue. "I'm sorry I could not have arrived earlier but we were stuck in a traffic jam and I finally came on foot. How's dad?"
She smiles and caresses my cheek. "They do exams after exams but start to exclude the thesis of infarction, which reassures us but we are waiting to be really sure. How are you?"
I sit next to her. "Well, except that I have not private life lately and someone has unveiled my salaries. But we'll talk about it later. You would do well to get back to rest. Look in a mirror, you look like a panda."
She laughs, it's a good sign. "Idiot, you're not much better. You have a tired face too. You had to hurry to come here no?"
I do not like answering to kind of question so I look in another direction. "Not at all, you're wrong."
"Lisa, you'll have to learn to express how you really feel, my beauty. It does not matter, you still have time for that. Where is your agent? He did not let you come here alone, reassure me?"
I'm laughing. "You're kidding, it's a real leech. He's waiting in the hall because he did not want to disturb. Do you know when we'll get the final results of dad's exams?"
She shakes her head. "Hard to say, this morning, tomorrow, I do not know at all."
They are really in no hurry here. "I see."
My mother whispers near my ear. "Lisa, I do not know exactly what kind of bad thing your sister did to you, but you should at least talk to her a little bit. Since your argument, she's constantly depressed."
She has what she deserves. "Fortunately you do not know because I do not want anything to do with this kind of girl and for the moment just talking to him makes me want to throw up. If she succeeds in becoming an Emie close to what she was in the past, then maybe I will consider this girl as a living thing."
My mother shakes her head. "What you can be stubborn and hard. I hope you will change your mind quickly because your sister feels really guilty."
As I have no desire to continue talking about this shit, I change the subject. "Where is Leo by the way?"
Why does she smile like that? "I thought you had forgotten it. He's rehearsing at the theater right now and you does not worry, he's doing very well."
I nod. I hate this kind of place that feels death and drugs. We have to talk quietly and the other people in this waiting room give the impression that the person they are waiting are already dead. What rotten atmosphere, unhealthy and depressing. While waiting for more results concerning the examinations practiced on my father, I put my head on the shoulder of my mother and fall asleep. I am exhausted from all these trips and time differences. I did not sleep this night and now that the anxiety is a little relieved, fatigue takes over and my eyes are closed by themselves.
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Tuesday, October 04, 2016
4h50am Los Angeles time - 7h50am New York time
We leave the airport but as we expected, this time some journalists from weekly newspapers and newspapers were already waiting outside and the flashes are triggered. It must be admitted that my cap and my sunglasses this time do not play in my favor. What idiot would walk at this time of day with this outfit in New York? In fact, there is one and it's me. In addition, they also know what my agent looks like and to go unnoticed with this handsome guy who refuses to cover his face or hair has become extremely difficult lately. My mother warned me that a driver would wait for us when we arrived and I hope that will be the case because otherwise, rent a car being pursued by these troublemakers will not be easy. As if the noisy journalists were not enough, their exaggerated noise attracted airport security officers who have just come out and now explain themselves with them. If my adoptive father was not sick, instead of smiling on my present face, I think I would have laughed at seeing this show. A man with sickening green coats is waving at us and showing us his car. Hope this is not a kidnapper. It does not matter, even a Freddy Krueger is less horrifying than these fuckers of journalists. Let's go.
09:35 am Joining Manhattan Medical Health Care is a disaster. We have been stuck in a traffic jam for over an hour and are not about to leave. According to a driver who received information and was nice enough to share with us, a serious accident occurred a little further, which consequently completely blocks the road. The clinic is however only 1.5 miles from here and if it continues we will not be there before 11:00 am. I really can not spend the morning here, but have to rejoin my mother who when I had her on the phone less than twenty minutes ago had a voice very anxious and very tired. I open the door, get ready to go down for to go to the clinic on foot but Terry holds me by the wrist. This time, I will not listen to it. I pull with all my strength to free myself and I scream at him, asking him to let me go immediately. Two men in the car next door, seeing me struggling and screaming, then start threatening Terry who is now considered a pedophile without shame. When he finds himself lost in this situation and loosens my wrist, I start running along the road as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for me, I'm not as fast as Terry who catches me after two minutes and immobilizes me. He does not blame me but just walk near me to join the clinic. The training has made me pretty athletic compared to before and I welcome my beautiful sprint, although I am completely out of breath.
10:25 am It took a little while to find the exact spot where my father is, but this time we are getting closer. To guide us, we only have to follow the noise made by journalists who do not try to be discreet in this environment which nevertheless imposes silence . "Lisa, do you have any news from your father?", "Can you confirm the rumor that you are going to shoot a movie with David Fincher?", "Were you aware that the son of oil magnate Sean Williams wanted to ask to your parents that you become his fiancée? "When we pass these first-class flies, we simply ignore them and enter the clinic. After inquiring at the reception, Terry informs me that he will wait in the hall because his presence would be undesirable to my family. I fully understand what he means and I do not insist that he accompany me. Second floor, I walk through the corridors, by informing me nearby health professionals and finally finding the place where my mother and Emie are sitting.
I hug Selena whose eyes are darkened probably due to fatigue. "I'm sorry I could not have arrived earlier but we were stuck in a traffic jam and I finally came on foot. How's dad?"
She smiles and caresses my cheek. "They do exams after exams but start to exclude the thesis of infarction, which reassures us but we are waiting to be really sure. How are you?"
I sit next to her. "Well, except that I have not private life lately and someone has unveiled my salaries. But we'll talk about it later. You would do well to get back to rest. Look in a mirror, you look like a panda."
She laughs, it's a good sign. "Idiot, you're not much better. You have a tired face too. You had to hurry to come here no?"
I do not like answering to kind of question so I look in another direction. "Not at all, you're wrong."
"Lisa, you'll have to learn to express how you really feel, my beauty. It does not matter, you still have time for that. Where is your agent? He did not let you come here alone, reassure me?"
I'm laughing. "You're kidding, it's a real leech. He's waiting in the hall because he did not want to disturb. Do you know when we'll get the final results of dad's exams?"
She shakes her head. "Hard to say, this morning, tomorrow, I do not know at all."
They are really in no hurry here. "I see."
My mother whispers near my ear. "Lisa, I do not know exactly what kind of bad thing your sister did to you, but you should at least talk to her a little bit. Since your argument, she's constantly depressed."
She has what she deserves. "Fortunately you do not know because I do not want anything to do with this kind of girl and for the moment just talking to him makes me want to throw up. If she succeeds in becoming an Emie close to what she was in the past, then maybe I will consider this girl as a living thing."
My mother shakes her head. "What you can be stubborn and hard. I hope you will change your mind quickly because your sister feels really guilty."
As I have no desire to continue talking about this shit, I change the subject. "Where is Leo by the way?"
Why does she smile like that? "I thought you had forgotten it. He's rehearsing at the theater right now and you does not worry, he's doing very well."
I nod. I hate this kind of place that feels death and drugs. We have to talk quietly and the other people in this waiting room give the impression that the person they are waiting are already dead. What rotten atmosphere, unhealthy and depressing. While waiting for more results concerning the examinations practiced on my father, I put my head on the shoulder of my mother and fall asleep. I am exhausted from all these trips and time differences. I did not sleep this night and now that the anxiety is a little relieved, fatigue takes over and my eyes are closed by themselves.
Tuesday, October 04, 20164h50am Los Angeles time - 7h50am New York timeWe leave the airport but as we expected, this time some journalists from weekly newspapers and newspapers were already waiting outside and the flashes are triggered. It must be admitted that my cap and my sunglasses this time do not play in my favor. What idiot would walk at this time of day with this outfit in New York? In fact, there is one and it's me. In addition, they also know what my agent looks like and to go unnoticed with this handsome guy who refuses to cover his face or hair has become extremely difficult lately. My mother warned me that a driver would wait for us when we arrived and I hope that will be the case because otherwise, rent a car being pursued by these troublemakers will not be easy. As if the noisy journalists were not enough, their exaggerated noise attracted airport security officers who have just come out and now explain themselves with them. If my adoptive father was not sick, instead of smiling on my present face, I think I would have laughed at seeing this show. A man with sickening green coats is waving at us and showing us his car. Hope this is not a kidnapper. It does not matter, even a Freddy Krueger is less horrifying than these fuckers of journalists. Let's go.09:35 am Joining Manhattan Medical Health Care is a disaster. We have been stuck in a traffic jam for over an hour and are not about to leave. According to a driver who received information and was nice enough to share with us, a serious accident occurred a little further, which consequently completely blocks the road. The clinic is however only 1.5 miles from here and if it continues we will not be there before 11:00 am. I really can not spend the morning here, but have to rejoin my mother who when I had her on the phone less than twenty minutes ago had a voice very anxious and very tired. I open the door, get ready to go down for to go to the clinic on foot but Terry holds me by the wrist. This time, I will not listen to it. I pull with all my strength to free myself and I scream at him, asking him to let me go immediately. Two men in the car next door, seeing me struggling and screaming, then start threatening Terry who is now considered a pedophile without shame. When he finds himself lost in this situation and loosens my wrist, I start running along the road as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for me, I'm not as fast as Terry who catches me after two minutes and immobilizes me. He does not blame me but just walk near me to join the clinic. The training has made me pretty athletic compared to before and I welcome my beautiful sprint, although I am completely out of breath.10:25 am It took a little while to find the exact spot where my father is, but this time we are getting closer. To guide us, we only have to follow the noise made by journalists who do not try to be discreet in this environment which nevertheless imposes silence . "Lisa, do you have any news from your father?", "Can you confirm the rumor that you are going to shoot a movie with David Fincher?", "Were you aware that the son of oil magnate Sean Williams wanted to ask to your parents that you become his fiance? "When we pass these first-class flies, we simply ignore them and enter the clinic. After inquiring at the reception, Terry informs me that he will wait in the hall because his presence would be undesirable to my family. I fully understand what he means and I do not insist that he accompany me. Second floor, I walk through the corridors, by informing me nearby health professionals and finally finding the place where my mother and Emie are sitting.I hug Selena whose eyes are darkened probably due to fatigue. "I'm sorry I could not have arrived earlier but we were stuck in a traffic jam and I finally came on foot. How's dad?"She smiles and caresses my cheek. "They do exams after exams but start to exclude the thesis of infarction, which reassures us but we are waiting to be really sure. How are you?"I sit next to her. "Well, except that I have not private life lately and someone has unveiled my salaries. But we'll talk about it later. You would do well to get back to rest. Look in a mirror, you look like a panda."She laughs, it's a good sign. "Idiot, you're not much better. You have a tired face too. You had to hurry to come here no?"I do not like answering to kind of question so I look in another direction. "Not at all, you're wrong.""Lisa, you'll have to learn to express how you really feel, my beauty. It does not matter, you still have time for that. Where is your agent? He did not let you come here alone, reassure me?"I'm laughing. "You're kidding, it's a real leech. He's waiting in the hall because he did not want to disturb. Do you know when we'll get the final results of dad's exams?"She shakes her head. "Hard to say, this morning, tomorrow, I do not know at all."They are really in no hurry here. "I see."My mother whispers near my ear. "Lisa, I do not know exactly what kind of bad thing your sister did to you, but you should at least talk to her a little bit. Since your argument, she's constantly depressed."She has what she deserves. "Fortunately you do not know because I do not want anything to do with this kind of girl and for the moment just talking to him makes me want to throw up. If she succeeds in becoming an Emie close to what she was in the past, then maybe I will consider this girl as a living thing."My mother shakes her head. "What you can be stubborn and hard. I hope you will change your mind quickly because your sister feels really guilty."As I have no desire to continue talking about this shit, I change the subject. "Where is Leo by the way?"Why does she smile like that? "I thought you had forgotten it. He's rehearsing at the theater right now and you does not worry, he's doing very well."I nod. I hate this kind of place that feels death and drugs. We have to talk quietly and the other people in this waiting room give the impression that the person they are waiting are already dead. What rotten atmosphere, unhealthy and depressing. While waiting for more results concerning the examinations practiced on my father, I put my head on the shoulder of my mother and fall asleep. I am exhausted from all these trips and time differences. I did not sleep this night and now that the anxiety is a little relieved, fatigue takes over and my eyes are closed by themselves.
