Broken Soul, Reaching Out

There was a barrier hard to see across.  Rudy was imagining how Resin had died and all she had meant to the family.  How could he not?  Hadn’t that been Reasin who had told him to come?  He knew not everyone had a perfect life.  Look at how Avantika had come to them and her past.  Look at Oxx who even as a member of the family was scum.  So what she said made sense in a way but it was a hard thing to accept.  Could his mom’s sister truly be so horrible?  

It was obvious previous work had been undone and would be all the harder to repair.  Rudy wanted to defend her dead mother with the woman not about to defend herself.  He wanted to think a sister of Resin’s would not be horrible.  That mom wouldn’t have sent him after a daughter from a version so opposite her.  Well, one thing for sure was he’d attempted to much and hoped to touch something that he wasn’t going to get.

She scored at the notion of her mom had run away.  She fully had Rudyard’s attention that was certain.  “Alright,” Rudy whispered humbly, “you’re right.  I don’t know.”  The word sorry would likely not mean much but it was added, “sorry.” It didn’t sit right with him and Rudy wanted to know the story more.  Rudy let out a slow exhale.  “That was stupid.”  The game of levity and smiles was gone.

“I just, it touched something that I guess, well.  I was wrong.” Rudy shrugged. “If you don’t want to talk the rest of the way, its fine.  If you do want to ask anything, I’ll quit questioning you.”

Rudyard Carpathius