I both regretted and appreciated Xavier as my half-brother. It was hard to accept him at first because I had a small crush on this handsome young man. But, I soon realized that being his sibling allowed me to get closer to him. We started seeing each other almost every day for lunch and we had small chats, both sharing our interests. I truly admired Xavier for his artistic and noble qualities. One time, when we were together at a park, it started raining. Instead of running for cover we played and danced in the rain. He said to me, “life is a lot like the rain. It may seem like a deluge of gloomy coldness, but when you dance in it, and get wet with someone to warm you later, it can be a fun, beautiful thing.”
Three months after we meet he gave me a silver ring with one emerald stone in the middle. He said it was a sign of our friendship. We really had a lot in common and having him for company made me feel so good. Can you blame me? I was just a lonely teenage girl after all. One afternoon he didn’t show up for our usual lunch date and I got worried. I tried calling him on his cell but he didn’t answer. After a while I went to look for him at his apartment, but he wasn’t there, nor was his stuff. When I checked with the landlady, she told me he moved out early in the morning. I felt so lost and devastated not seeing him, then finding out he had left without calling; it was a heart breaking moment in my life.
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