“I’m telling you Reese, Cedric is here in Virginia. I don’t know where, but he’s here. I can feel it.” Kale tells me once we get home after school.
We’ve been together for three months now, for three months Kale’s been living with me. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that I have a brother, a twin brother nonetheless.
“How do you know?” I ask. As soon as we started walking home he’s been saying this. “Have you seen him?”
“No. But I know he’s here! I can always tell when Cedric is around.”
“Except for that time he caught you playing with fire.” I pointed out.
Kale rolled his eyes and sighed loudly, “Yes, except for that time.”
“So maybe it’s nothing.” I take a water from the fridge, “Maybe you’re just freaking yourself out.”
“But I’m not. I’ve had this feeling for a few days now. I wasn’t sure at first, but since this morning I’m sure of it.”
I took another water out and threw it to Kale. I sighed, thinking it over. I’ve never seen Kale this wound up, and he’s never given me a reason not to believe him.
“Okay,” I take a seat on the couch, “so lets say Cedric was here, why would he choose now? I mean, after all these years, why choose now to find you?”
“God dammit,” He rolled his eyes again, “I don’t know! Perhaps he’s been busy, or he’s just remembered I’m still alive. Who really knows!”
Kale pinched the bridge of his nose, taking in slow breaths. If you looked really closely, every time he let out a breath a puff a steam came out of both his nose and mouth. I’ve never seen that happen before.
“All I know is,” He started again, “this feeling that I have is not a good one. If he’s here, it is not just to say hello and stay for tea.”
He’s never yelled before, or sound so raddled and angry. Something must be really wrong.